m62

wake up bootle and out my gate, i clear huyton by half past eight, ignore the war in warrington, 'cause i'm up early to see my woman, a-come on, kiss the rains of manchester, she's the city that i prefer, oldham looms like an older brother, 'cause i want bury to be my lover, and as i ride across the m62 to get to you, coming right across the m62 to get to you, speed past fields and abandoned mills, as halifax peaks through the hills, i want you to be, be my human shield, but just like huddersfield you won't yield, as i ride across the m62 to get to you, coming right across the m62 to get to you, liverpool to hull, never seems to get that dull, and as i ride across the m62 to get to you, coming right across the m62 to get to you, no!, steam through goole and the water tower, i'll be at yours in half an hour, but under humber i get your text, telling me that you feel vexed, 'cause i'm at hers and she's at mine, a one-way ticket but i'm not buying, so it's back across the m62 to get to you, i'm coming back across the m62 to get to you, coming back across the m62, the trucks, the lines, the lights, the boys in blue, i'ma coming back across the m62 to get to you.