| I don’t want no aggravation
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| When my train has left the station
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| If you’re there or not
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| I may not even know
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| Have a round and remember
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| Things we did that weren’t so tender
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| Let the train blow the whistle when I go
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| On my guitar sell tickets
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| So someone can finally pick it
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| And tell the girls down at the Ritz
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| I said hello
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| Tell the gossipers and liars
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| I will see them in the fire
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| Let the train blow the whistle when I go
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| Let her blow, let her blow
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| Long and loud and hard and happy
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| Let her blow No regrets, all my debts will be paid
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| When I get laid Let her blow, let her blow, let her blow
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| You’ll be left without excuses
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| For the evils and abuses
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| Down to today from years and years ago
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| And have yourself another toke
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| From my basket full of smoke
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| And let the train blow the whistle when I go
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| Let her blow, let her blow
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| Long and loud and hard and happy
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| Let her blow No regrets, all my debts will be paid
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| When I get laid Let her blow, let her blow, let her blow |