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I don’t roll up I just roll the pretzel bag closed When you leave I’ll pack snacks in bags before you go Take a tangerine and waltz with me before you gotta leave We try to always seize the day But it always gets away, yeah it always gets away I’ll see you off on the 8:50 Train And it won’t be a minute late, unless that shit’s delayed Won’t you come my way (My way) By the train (By train, by - by train) Please don’t be late Today (you know that you can’t be late) Won’t you come my way Is that alright? Zoobiedoo Alright "...The train is leaving... the train is leaving... Left in the dust? What a bust! Next stop: Milton Post..." From Letras Mania