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Throw my ticket out the window, |
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Throw my suitcase out there, too, |
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Throw my troubles out the door, |
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I don't need them any more |
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'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. |
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I should have left this town this morning |
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But it was more than I could do. |
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Oh, your love comes on so strong |
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And I've waited all day long |
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For tonight when I'll be staying here with you. |
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Is it really any wonder |
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The love that a stranger might receive. |
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You cast your spell and I went under, |
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I find it so difficult to leave. |
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I can hear that whistle blowin', |
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I see that stationmaster, too, |
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If there's a poor boy on the street, |
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Then let him have my seat |
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'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. |
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Throw my ticket out the window, |
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Throw my suitcase out there, too, |
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Throw my troubles out the door, |
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I don't need them any more |
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'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. |