Parked inside the lay-by
their destination can wait
dancing in the moonlight
the truck-driver and his mate
Acting out of compulsion
after hours sitting in the van
taking coals to Newcastle
talking man to man
Loyal to the point of madness
solemn as an act of fate
dancing in the moonlight
1995. Did I just imagine that in the late seventies there was a poster campaign for Yorkie chocolate bars with the slogan ‘Big enough for the truck-driver and his mate’? I’ve googled it and can’t find any evidence, although the advertising of this product was very ‘butch’ and targeted at male consumers. Either way, the real or false memory of this gave me a song title whose homo-erotic implications I followed through in the lyric.