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Leo Sayer & Frank Farrellhe sees her at the same time every nightat the mexican discothequeshe gives him french kisseshe gives her french cigarettesthey sit at the same table every timethe lights are lowbut their eyes shinejust digging the music from those sweet soul bandsshe keeps him outta fightsholds on to his handhe whispers slowly "tonight's the night"months of planning so it's gotta be rightunder the table her bag is busting at the seamsshe made sure to bring everythingmoonlightingthey're leaving everythingmoonlightingthey're losing all their friendsmoonlightingit's the only wayit's frigheningbut it means they'll staytogetherthey're gonna make it togetherhis blue morris van is parked in an alleyjust by montague streethis friend eddie he did the resprayso he couldn't drive it all last weekand it cost most of the money that he had saved upto pay eddie's receiptbut he figures it's worth it 'cos the disguise is a mustwhen they go missing they're gonna look for the van firstshe whispers slowly "it'll be alright"I took some cash from my building societyand my monthy check came in just rightif only they knew they weren't giving it away9:15 monday morning at the printing worksthe boss notices someone's not clocked inand the water department of the council offices has a messagethat mrs. park's daughter is missingmeanwhile the carlisle turnoff of the m6 motorwaydrinking cold black coffee eating hot cup cakesshe stares at him with his beard unshavedwonders at his powers of staying awakehe whispers slowly "you did just fine"they shared the driving all through the nightshe laughs "my mother will have lost her mindwe're only ten miles to gretnathey're three hundred behind
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