Moonlighting

Songwriters: Frank Farrell;Leo Sayer

He sees her at the same time every nightAt the Mexican discothequeShe gives him French kissesHe gives her French cigarettes
They sit at the same table every timeThe lights are lowBut their eyes shineJust digging the music from those sweet soul bands
She keeps him outta fights, holds on to his handHe whispers slowly tonight’s the nightMonths of planning so it’s gotta be rightUnder the table her bag is busting at the seamsShe made sure to bring everything
Moonlighting, they’re leaving everythingMoonlighting, they’re losing all their friendsMoonlighting, it’s the only way, it’s frighteningBut it means they’ll stay togetherThey’re gonna make it together
His blue morris van is parked in an alleyJust by Montague streetHis friend Eddie he did the respraySo he couldn’t drive it all last week
And 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 first
She whispers slowly it’ll be alrightI took some cash from my building societyAnd my monthly check came in just rightIf only they knew they weren’t giving it away
9:15 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 missing
Meanwhile 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 awake
He whispers slowly you did just fineThey shared the driving all through the nightShe laughs my mother will have lost her mindWe’re only ten miles to Gretna they’re three hundred behind