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Torn On The Platform 
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de Jack Peñate
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Once more before I'm leaving torn on the platform
more just before I'm leaving on the platform
'Cause I miss you
And I love you
And I is over for now
'Cause I miss you, oh, how I miss you
You're not my girl you're my town
A away
the city today
Don't want the big smoke to leave me behind
The train at two
three Waterloo
Fifty p to the tramp makes me feel kind
I get a good seat
With a window, my feet
Are up on the one in front, everyone stares
But why do care
there's feelings in chairs
Trapped for hours I get there
Eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
That in a few minutes this train be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would want to leave where I come from
I'm torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
It's one eight
Wish that I had been late
And missed the train and given them an excuse
But what is the use
I've less slack than a noose
Do or die stay or go what shall I choose
'Cause eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
in a few minutes train will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would anyone want to leave where I come from
I'm torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Like in a film the motion starts to slow
As the beeping carriage doors begin to close
Momentarily I'm standing froze
Then I jump between the gap
on the platform flat
I'm not torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
more just before I'm leaving on the platform
'Cause I miss you
And I love you
And I is over for now
'Cause I miss you, oh, how I miss you
You're not my girl you're my town
A away
the city today
Don't want the big smoke to leave me behind
The train at two
three Waterloo
Fifty p to the tramp makes me feel kind
I get a good seat
With a window, my feet
Are up on the one in front, everyone stares
But why do care
there's feelings in chairs
Trapped for hours I get there
Eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
That in a few minutes this train be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would want to leave where I come from
I'm torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
It's one eight
Wish that I had been late
And missed the train and given them an excuse
But what is the use
I've less slack than a noose
Do or die stay or go what shall I choose
'Cause eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
in a few minutes train will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would anyone want to leave where I come from
I'm torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Like in a film the motion starts to slow
As the beeping carriage doors begin to close
Momentarily I'm standing froze
Then I jump between the gap
on the platform flat
I'm not torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
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