He's on the road and she wants to go home,
Car's in drive, don't make a sound, it's time to go,

(Ooh ohh) someday (someday), someday

He's on the road, doesn't want to go home
The M6 Toll, forget the jams, you're on your own
The petrolium girl
Her life is gas, she loves the fuel inside his car
Can't find his way there
Got a map, traffic's crap in Market Square (ooh ohh)

Yes, she never meant to call, she did anyway
And now he's trying to find his hands-free kit
someday (someday), someday
Yes, he never meant to drive, he did anyway
And now he's trying to find the A three-four
someday (someday), someday

B five-oh-twelve and she's nervous as hell
With fuel card to use, its hard to lose, her life is swell
Road is winding and long
The A sixty-six reminisce, a famous song (ooh ohh)

Yes, she never meant to speed, she did anyway,
And now she's trying to find the means to kill
Gatsos (Gatsos), Gatsos (Gatsos)
Yes (ooh ooh), he always used to know, but forgot anyway,
And now he's trying to find the roads to Shap
Someway (someway), someway (someway)

Et les constructeurs de route ont projeté, mais les politiciens ont tenu le balancement
Je déteste l'île de commutateur et Bracknell
Je déteste l'île de commutateur et Bracknell

He's on the road and she wants to go home,
Car's in drive, don't make a sound, it's time to go,

Yes, the Sabristi did call, to Shap he goes
And now's trying to find the words to say
Awayday (awayday) Awayday (awayday)