So I packed up my life
Into the boot of your car.
Must have driven for an hour or two
Before I reached Manchester.
It mystifies me that you'd wanna bring a young fellow down so hard.
I'm really sorry that I took the car,
But I just had to get out of town.
You made me wanna get out of town.

And in the glove compartment,
Theres nothing but your cassettes.
Put one on and I hear that song
that I wrote for you when we met.
It mystifies me that you'd wanna bring a young fellow down so hard.
I'm really sorry that I took the car,
But I just had to get out of town.
You made me wanna get out of town.

Oh Joy...
It wasn't one specific thing that you did,
It wasn't one specific thing that you said, (Whooo)
No, no, no, no, no.
All the feelings that I hid
Came to surface in my head. (Whooo)
No, no, no, no, no.

It wasn't one specific thing that you did,
It wasn't one specific thing that you said.
No, no, no, no, no.
All the feelings that I hid
Came to surface in my head. (Whooo)
No, no, no, no, no.
It wasn't one specific thing that you did,
It wasn't one specific thing that you said,
As we lay there on the bed.
No, no, no, no, no.
All the feelings that I hid
Came to surface in my head. (Whooo)
No, no, no, no, no.

I'm really sorry that I took the car,
(It wasn't one specific thing that you did,
It wasn't one specific thing that you said.)
But I just had to get out of town.
I'm really sorry that I took the car,
(Whooo)
But I just had to get out of town.
(No, no, no, no, no.)
I'm really sorry that I took the car,
(All the feelings that I hid
Came to surface in my head. )
Sincerely sorry that I took the car.
I'm really sorry that I took the car,
(Whooo)
But I just had to get out of town.
You made me wanna get out of town
And realise theres nothing left in this town.
You made me wanna get out of town,
Sweet town.
You made me wanna get out of town.
Theres nothing left in this town.
You made me wanna get out of town.

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): BENJAMIN HUDSON-MCILDOWIE, ROBIN FRENCH