In the pub where we learn how to talk about plans

You stand all dressed up with your vodka in hand

Oh girl, you're waiting for a pitiful man


In the pub, at the bar with the omen I am

Alone with a pint of bitter in my hand

For a girl this is not an acceptable plan


Wipe your eyes darling, it's OK

Meet me on the dual carriage way


Separated by motorways

The A14 and the A1

Separated by motorways

Two lonely girls go on the run


I heard from the boys you were down on your knees last night

They were worried you were looking a sight

Oh girl you're too wonderful


At work locked away

I can't escape from the people and the records I hate

No wonder I'm always 15 minutes late


Wipe your eyes darling, it's OK

Meet me on the dual carriage way


Separated by motorways

The A14 and the A1

Separated by motorways

Two lonely girls go on the run


Separated by motorways

The A14 and the A1

Separated by motorways

Two lonely girls go on the run

Two lonely girls go on the run

Two lonely girls go on the run