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I took a trip on a train and I thought about you |
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(Yes, I thought about you, ooh) |
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I passed a shadowy lane guess what I thought about you |
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Two or three cars parked under the stars, a winding stream |
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Moon shining down on some little town |
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And with each scene, the same old dream |
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At every stop that we made, ooh, all I had to do was think about you |
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(Yes, I thought about you, ooh) |
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Still when I pull down the shade, I really felt the blues |
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So I peeked through the crack, then looked down the track |
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The one goin' home to you |
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So what did I do? What did I do? What did I do, Lord? I thought about you |
