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Thought I saw you |
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NicoFrom the train's back window |
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Late on last |
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Thursday night |
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Underneath the streetlight |
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From the train it looked like |
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You'd been there the whole night |
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A whisper in the midnight |
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That vanishes with daylight |
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December's cold was calling |
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And the snow was calling |
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I thought as |
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I rode back home |
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Why was she all alone |
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Nico, you know |
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I'm not your man, |
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I know that |
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You can't take a stand |
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On a midnight night train |
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A couple weeks slipped us past |
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On the train near |
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DundasShe got on at that stop |
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And as she sat down |
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I thoughtA lot of friends were talking |
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About Nico's late night walking |
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Lately you've been acting funny |
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Where'd you get that money? |
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Nico, you know |
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I'm not your man, |
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I know that |
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You can't take a stand |
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On a midnight night train |
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I moved a few seats over |
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And as I brushed her shoulder |
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She said, "don't I know you?" |
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Yeah, we had friends in high school |
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And as my stop got closer |
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I turned my back towards her |
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I don't know why |
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I did that |
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I wish I had told her that |
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Nico, you know |
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I'm not your man, |
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I know that |
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You can't take a stand |
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On a midnight night train |
