James Reyne - Motor's Too Fast lyrics

He's just a local boy Modelling for magazines Nun-Chukka Things are never quite as they seem He's got throwing stars He's got silver tops Mama's grabbed her j**ellery Hidden in the bathroom Calling the cops Bridge Give me somewhere to go Don't give me train rides When the shops are all closed Don't give me train rides Chorus Never gave anyone the slightest notion Never showed us that the call was cast Mama don't want you Daddy don't want you Your Motor's running way too fast Now the Mallway's shuttered Hanging in the afternoon Drink a little Vodka Picking up the old man Rolling him 'round in her room