Writers: leo sayer & frank farrell



He sees her at the same time every night

At the mexican discotheque

She gives him french kisses

He gives her french cigarettes

They sit at the same table every time

The lights are low

But their eyes shine

Just digging the music from those sweet soul bands



She keeps him outta fights

Holds on to his hand

He whispers slowly "tonight's the night"

Months of planning so it's gotta be right

Under the table her bag is busting at the seams

She made sure to bring everything



Moonlighting

They're leaving everything

Moonlighting

They're losing all their friends

Moonlighting

It's the only way

It's frighening

But it means they'll stay

Together

They're gonna make it together



His blue morris van is parked in an alley

Just by montague street

His friend eddie he did the respray

So he couldn't drive it all last week

And it cost most of the money that he had saved up

To pay eddie's receipt

But he figures it's worth it 'cos the disguise is a must

When they go missing they're gonna look for the van first

She whispers slowly "it'll be alright"

I took some cash from my building society

And my monthy check came in just right

If only they knew they weren't giving it away



9:15 monday morning at the printing works

The boss notices someone's not clocked in

And the water department of the council offices has a message

That mrs. park's daughter is missing

Meanwhile the carlisle turnoff of the m6 motorway

Drinking cold black coffee eating hot cup cakes

She stares at him with his beard unshaved

Wonders at his powers of staying awake

He whispers slowly "you did just fine"

They shared the driving all through the night

She laughs "my mother will have lost her mind

We're only ten miles to gretna

They're three hundred behind


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