| Oh my sweetheart, very shortly
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| These old shoes will transport me
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| To a taxi that is waiting
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| To take me to the station
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| At the station is a train
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| With a seat booked in my name
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| I am coming home again
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| Elaine, Elaine, Elaine, Elaine
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| Yeah
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| When the train can go no farther
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| I’ll go down to the harbour
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| Where a grand old ocean liner
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| Yearns to leave this land behind her
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| And when we are under way
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| I will shout a loud «Hooray!»
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| I am coming home again
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| Elaine, Elaine, Elaine, Elaine
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| Yeah
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| Elaine
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| Okay
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| After days and days of water
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| I’ll sure be looking forward
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| To the news that we’ve made land-fall
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| And I sure would be thankful
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| If upon the dock that day
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| Is the one for whom I came
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| A young beauty by the name…
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| Of Elaine, Elaine, Elaine, Elaine |