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I'm stuck out on the Ring Road, tonight the stars are crossed If I don't find my way around soon, I'm sure to end up lost Sheffield has that certain mix of danger and despair I need to roll these windows down and breathe the cold night air I said goodbye to Camden Town as night was falling fast In a borrowed, beat up step van and a tank of petrol gas And I'm riding on the wrong side like some blue Yank flyboy clown I'm trying to read these road signs while I'm staring headlights down Glasgow Girl, skin like milk, hair black silk And eye's like cobalt pearl The Glasgow Girl assured me she liked my Texas drawl And if I ever passed that way again I should be sure to call I tracked her down to Aberdeen, and I'm trying to get up north Across the Scottish lowlands far beyond the Firth of Forth Glasgow Girl, skin like milk, hair black silk And eye's like cobalt pearl The Roman's built these roads to last another thousand years And I'm riding around in circles like it starts and ends right here The raindrops on my windshield now have turned to ice and snow I'm stuck out on the Ring Road with a million miles to go Glasgow Girl, skin like milk, hair black silk And eye's like cobalt pearl Skin like milk, hair black silk And eye's like cobalt pearl From Letras Mania