Motorway The Kinks

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Motorway food is the worst in the world
You've never eaten food like you've eaten on the motorway
Motorway food is the worst in the world
The coffee tastes weak and the cakes taste stale
And gasoline fumes are the worst to inhale
Your stomach rolls over and your face turns pale

Oh, that motorway livin'
Ain't it a thrill to be so free, yeh
Riding down the motorway
Got to charge up my batteries
Rest my seat, rest my eyes

So tired, tired of livin', tired of livin' this motorway livin'

Motorway tea is warm and wet
The rain is a pouring and it's four in the morning
And it's all I can get
You've never seen loos like motorway loos
Thousands of people passing through
It's enough to put you off of that motorway food

Oh that motorway living
Ain't it a thrill to be so free, yeah
Got to get away from
Cats eyes, cold meat pies
Thousand on raft, cold French fries
So tired, tired of livin', tired of livin' this motorway livin'