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Train set and match spied under the blind Shiny and contoured the railway winds And I've heard the sound from my cousin's bed The hiss of the train at
Call you up in the middle of the night Like a fire flower miles away You were there like a blow torch burnin' I was a key that could use a little turnin
Old toy trains, little toy tracks Little boy toys, comin' from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy don?t you think it?s time you
Something about trains Something about love Something about this old Earth And the way it looks from up above Something about satellites Something about
You keep chuggin along on a road to nowhere Nobody's out there, Im not even here anymore You're kinda boring me You got stuck in your comfort zone And
DJ keep playing this twice, I cant stop while the beat goes da-dada-dada. I feel naughty but Im always nice, I know you wanna get a piece of that da-dada
[Verse 1:] You told me that she's the girl you just look down on La La La Bum Bum La La La La You love me more cuz I'm the one you put your mouth on
Flashman's in the belfry shouting as loud as he can Samson's up all night again talking about himself What a wonderful man and I'm just wild about Ronnie
It's 1 o'clock on a Friday morning I'm trying to keep my back from the wall The prophets and their pawns have had another success And I'm wondering why
something about trains something about love something about this old earth and the way it looks from up above something about satellites something about
When the train pulls in the station you'll be waiting at the track You're having troubles sleeping nights and you want me to come back That old train
Old toy trains, little toy tracks Little toy drums coming from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy, don't you think it's time
Do you think your mom would notice if we Stay out late Jiminy I'm so tired I can't stay awake Lets go home And be safe The next time We'll go out early
baby i was so wrong i cant lie i left you standin little did you know i was pretendin i was alright yeah for the first ride now i need your heart back
Tie me to the track with my ear to the rail But wait for the very last moment to save me Or we could fight on top like a Western, jump from car to car
Trains (Written & arranged by Kirk McLeod) Please don't tell me you want to go home now There must be something, something that we could be doing