| I’m cold and lonely
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| And I wanna be home in my bed
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| The rain is fallin'
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| And is trickling down the back of my neck
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| My pride is damned
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| I’ve been taken for a fool
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| I don’t understand
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| All she has to do is call… just call
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| Last train, last train home
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| I’m waiting for the last train
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| The last train to take me home
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| I said I need her on the corner of Collins and Grand
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| And I’ve been standing here an hour
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| With the stupid flowers in my hand
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| How could you leave me standing by the side of the road
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| 'Cause I am all dressed up and I got no place to go
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| Nowhere to go…
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| The last train, the last train home
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| The last train, the last train home
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| Last train, last train, last train, last train…
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| Last train, last train, last train, last train…
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| The night is empty
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| There’s a mist coming in real fast
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| So I’ll act not around
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| And whistle up the two from the past
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| I’d better stop walking
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| The roads are starting to freeze
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| Somewhere in this city
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| There’s gotta be a girl for me
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| Just me
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| The last train home
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| The last train home is gone
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| The last train
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| The last train is gone
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| The last train
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| The last train is gone
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| Last train
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| Last train is gone
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| Excuse me Mr. Stewart… there’s actually a train leaving in… about twenty
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| minutes or we actually have a later train than that, if you wanna go home |