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