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Well I followed her to the station |
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With a suitcase in my hand |
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Yeah, I followed her to the station |
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With a suitcase in my hand |
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Whoa, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell |
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When all your love's in vain |
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When the train come in the station |
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I looked her in the eye |
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Well the train come in the station |
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And I looked her in the eye |
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Whoa, I felt so sad so lonesome |
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That I could not help but cry |
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When the train left the station |
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It had two lights on behind |
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Yeah, when the train left the station |
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It had two lights on behind |
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Whoa, the blue light was my baby |
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And the red light was my mind |
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All my love was in vain |
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All my love's in vain |
