| Jenny takes the A train
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| And Bobby takes the F train
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| And Sandra takes the underground
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| Wishing all their dreams would come true
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| Deep down there is love there waiting
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| Deep down there is love there waiting
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| Deep down there is love for us all
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| There ain’t no feeling like returning home
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| Hey London back at last, had a glass it went down like an avalanche
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| Though there’s a little less sand in the hourglass
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| There’s a little more cash for the travelcard, like that’ll last
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| Doesn’t matter though about this
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| That’s how it keeps coming back, no round trip
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| Feels like it went away quicker than when it came
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| Just like that one way ticket to a better day
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| But anyway man, enough about that 'til it comes around stacked
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| I’ll be moving with the use of these underground tracks
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| Where the cheddar steady, getting everyone around traps
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| 'Specially where the rat race has them running round laps
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| Commuters embrace the speed but seldom enjoy the journey
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| 'Cause of daily needs
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| Stuck on this platform, I’m patient for my train to leave
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| Time traveling through life to where I aim to be
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| Jenny takes the A train
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| And Bobby takes the F train
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| And Sandra takes the underground
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| Wishing all their dreams would come true
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| Deep down there is love there waiting
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| Deep down there is love there waiting
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| Deep down there is love for us all
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| There ain’t no feeling like returning home
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| I think I might need a trip — try to unwind, sometimes life can be so unkind
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| And it’s hard to find your way when you run blind
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| And I really gotta say this is some grind
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| You never know where you night go next, you can be on top like an old text
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| Next day you on the bottom like shellfish, 'cause you can’t live your life so
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| selfish
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| Life is a trip no back fee, it’s a school of hard knocks Ms. Crabtree
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| You know love hard to get a grip on, it can fall right off like a clip-on
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| If it’s really meant to be it’ll happen, both bon voyage and life be the captain
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| There’s a heart beating deep inside of me
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| It’s not easy to see
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| Believe me in your hidden status
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| Behind the phone, behind the home built walls
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| Another step another fall
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| Making sure I get to where I need to be
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| Simon takes a taxi
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| And Rachel takes a bus
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| And Anton takes the Overground
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| Gotta keep believing there is love to be found
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| Deep down there is love there waiting
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| Deep down there is love there waiting
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| Deep down there is love for us all
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| There ain’t no feeling like returning home |