| I’m always running behind the time
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| Just like this train
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| Shaking into town
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| With the brakes complaining
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| I used to count lovers like railroad cars
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| I counted them on my side
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| Lately I don’t count on nothing
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| I just let things slide
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| The station master’s shuffling cards
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| Boxcars are banging in the yards
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| Jealous Iovin’Il make you crazy
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| If you can’t find your goodness
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| 'Cause you lost your heart
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| I went looking for a cause
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| Or a strong cat without claws
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| Or any reason to resume
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| And I found this empty seat
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| In this crowded waiting room
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| (Everybody waiting)
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| Old man sleeping on his bags
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| Women with that teased up kind of hair
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| Kids with the jitters in their legs
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| And those wide, wide open stares
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| And the kids got cokes and chocolate bars
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| There’s a thin man smoking a fat cigar
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| Jealous lovin’lI make you crazy
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| If you can’t find your goodness
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| 'Cause you’ve lost your heart
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| What are you going to do now
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| You’ve got no one
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| To give your love too…
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| Well I’ve got this berth and this roll down blind
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| I’ve got this fold up sink
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| And these rocks and these cactus going by And a bottle of German wine to drink
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| Settle down into the clickety cIack
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| With the clouds and the stars to read
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| Dreaming of the pleasure I’m going to have
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| Watching your hairline recede
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| (My vain darling)
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| Watching your hair and clouds and stars
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| I’m rocking away in a sleeping car
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| This jealous lovin’s bound to make me Crazy
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| I can’t find my goodness
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| I lost my heart
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| Oh sour grapes
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| Because I lost my heart |