Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Train Station

Waiting for a train,
     Here in Conshohocken,
  I hit my baby up,
         I ask her what she's watchin,

  She says the tvs out on the whole damn street.

         She's bored to death and waiting for me-e-eee.

   For into the city,
     We'll escape this mundane day,
        I'll save you,
           If You'll save me too...

        Round the bend,
                 That whistle blows,
            Its coming for,
                 All these displaced souls,

      Were heading hooo-oo-oo-oome,
                  to Philadelphia.

       The train packs full,
              here in mayniyunk,
         but I got you on my mind,
     
          A sweet little lady,
              tries to move on in,
          but this seat is taken,
                   my hear is waiting,
                               for you.

   For into the city,
     We'll escape this mundane day,
        I'll save you,
           If You'll save me too...

        Round the bend,
                 That whistle blows,
            Its coming for,
                 All these displaced souls,

      Were heading hooo-oo-oo-oome,
                  to Philadelphia.

   

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