Oh, the train of love keeps moving on down the track well, i left so fast that i even forgot to pack well, i called my baby, on the telephone told her to meet me at the station 'cause i'm coming home yeah, yeah woo, woo, shovel more coal in the fire well, i'm coming home, home, to see my desire well, i miss her so how much you'll never know and, when i get back, i'll never let her go no, no * oh, my heart keeps beating. beating away it seems to tell it seems to say "get right home, just as quick as you can so she'll be into the arms of her loving man oh, the train of love keeps moving on down the line well, on the locomotive, there's a number ninety-nine that's for ninety-nine kisses i'm gonna give and ninety-nine hugs and we're gonna live yeah, yeah well, i called my baby, on the telephone told her to meet me at the station 'cause i'm coming home yeah, yeah *
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Rock Swings
Só o Melhor de Paul Anka
The Best of the United Artists Years 1973 - 1977