| Throw my ticket out the window,
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| Throw my suitcase out there, too,
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| Throw my troubles out the door,
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| I don’t need them any more
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| 'Cause tonight I’ll be staying here with you.
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| I should have left this town this morning
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| But it was more than I could do.
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| Oh, your love comes on so strong
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| And I’ve waited all day long
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| For tonight when I’ll be staying here with you.
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| Is it really any wonder
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| The love that a stranger might receive.
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| You cast your spell and I went under,
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| I find it so difficult to leave.
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| I can hear that whistle blowin',
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| I see that stationmaster, too,
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| If there’s a poor boy on the street,
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| Then let him have my seat
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| 'Cause tonight I’ll be staying here with you.
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| Throw my ticket out the window,
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| Throw my suitcase out there, too,
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| Throw my troubles out the door,
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| I don’t need them any more
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| 'Cause tonight I’ll be staying here with you. |