Gas station neon sign, orange and white
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winks an eye and it whispers 'Goodnight'
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drunk on the train to Chicago, I feel alright
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half-pint of dewar's white label still half full
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the train lurches left, lurches right
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drunk on the train to Chicago, I feel alright
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I left a New York
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of gas bills and cigarette burns
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wasted days of whiskey
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and as the world turns
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Train driver, hit the gas, shovel coal, move your ass
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we've got a schedule to keep
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drunk on the train to Chicago, I fall asleep
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And in my dreams, we're careening drunk
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down the streets of my hometown
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the man in the moon is on benzedrine
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and everybody's spinning round
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Bells ring and lights flicker
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old girlfriends, good liquor
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hold my hand all through the night
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drunk on the train to Chicago,
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I feel alright
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I feel alright
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