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Stereophonics – Traffic lyrics
We all face the same way, Still it takes all day
I take a look to my left, Pick out the worst and the best
She paints her lip, greasy and thick
Another mirror stare
And she's going where?
Another office affair, to kill an unborn scare
You talk dirty to a priest, it makes you human at least
Is she running away, to start a brand new day?
Or she's going home, why's she driving alone?
Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone's got to be, somewhere
She's got a body in the boot? Or just bags of food?
Those are models legs, but are they women's, are they men's?
She shouts down the phone, she missed a payment on the loan
She's go to be above the rest, keeping up with the best
Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone's got to be, somewhere
Waits tables for a crook? You wrote a hardback book
You teach kids how to read, sell your body on the street
And nurse without a job, another up town snob
But have I got you all wrong, one look and you were gone
Is anyone going anywhere?
Is anyone going anywhere?
Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone's got to be, somewhere
I take a look to my left, Pick out the worst and the best
She paints her lip, greasy and thick
Another mirror stare
And she's going where?
Another office affair, to kill an unborn scare
You talk dirty to a priest, it makes you human at least
Is she running away, to start a brand new day?
Or she's going home, why's she driving alone?
Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone's got to be, somewhere
She's got a body in the boot? Or just bags of food?
Those are models legs, but are they women's, are they men's?
She shouts down the phone, she missed a payment on the loan
She's go to be above the rest, keeping up with the best
Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone's got to be, somewhere
Waits tables for a crook? You wrote a hardback book
You teach kids how to read, sell your body on the street
And nurse without a job, another up town snob
But have I got you all wrong, one look and you were gone
Is anyone going anywhere?
Is anyone going anywhere?
Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone's got to be, somewhere
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