I went and messed around with her heart
So now [bad word] off with my car
But I can't live without her
(and it's so hard to take)
So I've set off out to find her
I'm back on the motorway

At this wheel I'd drive the earth for her
Every carriageway a mile for her
These five gears and wheels could drive to her
But this carriageway can't take me there

Drivin' at ninety miles per hour
It's hard to know [bad word] 
Then on the horizon
Something makes me brake
I can see me darlin' ahead on the motorway
(I can see us dying on the bonnet of a Chevrolet)
So why's my baby lying on the side of the motorway

(I wish that I had never said the things that I'd told her today)
'Cos now she's left me crying on the shoulder of the motorway

At this wheel I'd drive the earth for her
Every carriageway a mile for her
These five gears and wheels could drive to her
But this carriageway can't take me there