Pack your bags, run away Along the freeway, out of town Where you'd like and the night is over It's alright From despair, between the sheets Spilling over, spinning round Waiting still, in the street Ain't it bitter, ain't it sweet, oh ho Holding, holding on to you again Holding, holding on to you again No rushing, don't rush it, my love Holding on, holding, holding on to you
Bet you lie, on your back In the backseat of his car Cattle black, pepper night Dylan Thomas, pass around Passing out on the floor In the bathroom, black light vail We don't need once again Sing the song, sing Drink the wine, love Oh, well how long did we stay in there Well I can't believe my eyes Well how long did I take this Well I can't hold on no, hold on Holding, holding on to you again Holding, holding on to you again I'm ready, I'm ready, my love Holding, holding on to you