Twenty-five To Midnight by Sting
Train I ride, don't be slow
If your whistle can blow
Fifteen miles down the track
Tell them I'm coming back
Counting poles, counting sheep
Don't be slow, I won't weep
If your wheels on the line
Were to put me on time
Just a year to the day
Since I went upon my way
To seek my fortune and fame
Be a star, change my name
And that's it more or less
'Til this midnight express
I know I can't be late
'Cause she said, she won't wait
She'll just go marry Jack
So there's no turning back
And it's twenty-five to midnight
And fifteen miles of track
Band I had got a break
Just one chance we had to take
Told my girl I'd be back
Left her with my friend Jack
New York City for a spell
Things didn't turn out so well
Every dive that we played
We were lucky we got paid
Mr. Train driver, please
If your speed you increase
Every cent I have now
Will be yours this I vow
And that's it more or less
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