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Choose one, baby, your head or your heart* |
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Is this the game that I have played from start? |
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Choose one, baby, that's blinding all talk. |
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You'll bring down the scales, break down the charts. |
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The trains are ringing in the yard again, |
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tell me have I lost a friend? |
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Trains are ringing in the yard again, |
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One road opens and one road ends. |
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Choose one, baby your head or your heart, |
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We could not of known it'd go this far. |
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Choose one, baby, it's the hardest part. |
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Losing one becomes the very start. |
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The trains are ringing in the yard again; |
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tell me have I lost a friend? |
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Trains are ringing in the yard again, |
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One road opens and one road ends. |
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This train is bound for glory, |
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this way to tell our stories |
