Motor's Too Fast Lyrics - James Reyne

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He's just a local boy
Modelling for magazines
Nun-Chukka, Things are never quite as they seem
He's got a throwing star, He's got silver tops
Mama's grabbed her jewellery, hidden in the bathroom
Calling the cops

Give me somewhere to go
Don't give me train rides
When the shops are all closed
Don't give me train rides

You never gave anyone the slightest notion
Never showed us that the call was cast
Mama don't want you
Daddy don't want you
Your Motor's running way too fast

Now the Mallway's shuttered
Hanging in the afternoon
Drink a little Vodka
Picking up the old man
Rolling him 'round in her room

Repeat Bridge and Chorus.

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------ 11/21/2014

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