67 miles down a packed out pavement
Really makes me smile
It really makes me smile
Little suzi take your time because tonight
You are gonna die
A love like this is so hard to find
But a transit van is so fun to drive
I'll be your spoon
If you'll be my smack
You'll be my bomb
I'm your backpack
007 is back on the piss
We may as well end it
Cos the worlds gone to shit
Don't know when its gonna end
But I've got a feeling
In my bones
Somethings gonna explode
Sometimes i just wanna fade away.....
If you manage to get out our way
There's a chance you'll see another day
You're by my side, my love, they'll run
Everybody knows
Spaghetti's no meal for one
We'll hold our hands for one last time
Because if this is love
Then its a crime
67 miles down a packed out pavement
And we've come to a hault
Peeping Drexels - I Like Transit Vans Lyrics
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67 miles down a packed out pavement
Really makes me smile
It really makes me smile
Little suzi take your time because tonight
You are gonna die
A love like this is so hard to find
But a transit van is so fun to drive
I'll be your spoon
If you'll be my smack
You'll be my bomb
I'm your backpack
007 is back on the piss
We may as well end it
Cos the worlds gone to shit
Don't know when its gonna end
But I've got a feeling
In my bones
Somethings gonna explode
Sometimes i just wanna fade away.....
If you manage to get out our way
There's a chance you'll see another day
You're by my side, my love, they'll run
Everybody knows
Spaghetti's no meal for one
We'll hold our hands for one last time
Because if this is love
Then its a crime
67 miles down a packed out pavement
And we've come to a hault
Really makes me smile
It really makes me smile
Little suzi take your time because tonight
You are gonna die
A love like this is so hard to find
But a transit van is so fun to drive
I'll be your spoon
If you'll be my smack
You'll be my bomb
I'm your backpack
007 is back on the piss
We may as well end it
Cos the worlds gone to shit
Don't know when its gonna end
But I've got a feeling
In my bones
Somethings gonna explode
Sometimes i just wanna fade away.....
If you manage to get out our way
There's a chance you'll see another day
You're by my side, my love, they'll run
Everybody knows
Spaghetti's no meal for one
We'll hold our hands for one last time
Because if this is love
Then its a crime
67 miles down a packed out pavement
And we've come to a hault
Writer: Dylan Coates, Finton Hurst, Jacob Bagshaw, Joe Love, Otis Hurst
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Performed By: Peeping Drexels
Length: 6:11
Written by: Dylan Coates, Finton Hurst, Jacob Bagshaw, Joe Love, Otis Hurst