124

Last ridden home on a Sunday night
Last seen Tuesday at Midnight
Eight hours later nowhere to be seen
How could they do something so mean

Police came round and asked what they could
My baby found alone in Coppice Wood
Framework smashed and the wiring gone
Now my hope's on par with none

Taken one night away from me
For a joyride not meant to be
Now smashed and strewn across the floor
I miss you so my 124

All this help is a fucking joke
I'm left without wheels, now I'm broke
Baby's gone, dunno what to do
Yeah my dreams are totally screwed

Taken one night away from me
For a joyride not meant to be
Now smashed and strewn across the floor
I miss you so my 124

I miss you

Taken one night away from me
For a joyride not meant to be
Now smashed and strewn across the floor
I miss you so my 124

I miss you so



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Writer(s): George Booth
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