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March 14, 2012
The clickety-clack of the railway track
Taking me back, taking me back.
Standing room only
I’m about to crack.
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack.
Squashed next to a girl
Exposing her breasts
Taking me back, taking me back.
To when I was a lad
And a thrust I could pack
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack.
The train is delayed
From the wife I’ll get flack
Taking me back, taking me back.
Outside it is raining
And I haven’t a mac
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack.
The will to live
Is what I lack.
Taking me back, taking me back.
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