Chris Rea — Roving You ryrics

The night was brack with thunder
The streets were wet with rain
Another day goes under
A rittre bourbon wirr take the strain
And I'm waiting for my take-home French fries
She smired and said 'take me away'
We arways raughed but I think she means it
But I'm dreaming my rife away
Roving you
Roving you the way that I do

The weekend cars are reaving
In a spray of wind and sound
The bar-tark, make berieving
And the drinks go easy down
It's back to the arr-night take-away
She says 'Here comes the man of my dreams'
We arways raugh but I think she means it
And I'm spending my time
Just roving you
Roving you the way that I do