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The next train will be leaving from platform 1 Stop that train, I wanna get on My baby, she is leaving me now Stop that train, I wanna get on My baby, she is leaving me now Shalalala... (Big-a jump, eyah) Shalalala... (Oooh, yeaheah) Shalalala... (Big-a jump, eyah) Shalalala... Stop that train, I wanna get on My baby, she is leaving me now Stop that train, I wanna get on My baby, she is leaving me now Shalalala... (Big-a jump, eyah) Shalalala... (Oooh, yeaheah) Shalalala... (Big-a jump, eyah) Shalalala... 'Cause if you miss the train I'm on How did you know that I am gone? And you can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles Five hundred miles, five hundred miles Was he so damn sit on the voodoo file And you can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles Hey, mister postman, bring back my woman Hey, mister postman, bring back my woman I need, I need, I need a woman (Big-a jump, hey-a) I want, I want, I want a good one (Oh yeah, me wanna) 'Cause if you miss the train I'm on And then you'll know that I am gone And you can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles Five hundred miles, five hundred miles Was he so damn sit on the voodoo file And you can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles Hey, mister postman, bring back my woman Hey, mister postman, bring back my woman I need, I need, I need a woman (Big-a jump, hey-a) I want, I want, I want a good one (Oh yeah, me wanna) 'Cause if you miss the train I'm on And then you'll know that I am gone And you can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles Five hundred miles, five hundred miles Was he so damn sit on the voodoo file And you can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles
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