Stations

Front row, my show, fasho, you go laugh at my banter
Buy tote, my tote, fasho, you won't give me an answer
Drink me a beer, cold beer, change my euro to zloty
Wake up, your bed, my hands, all over your body

I'm three countries behind
In my diary
But I still feel you
Deep inside of me

I had to take the train away from you, precious
I really wish that I stayed for your breakfast
You say your city's charming when seen in the morning light
But we'll always have our love, or we'll have last night

Meet me on the platform in an hour's time
Turn this train around just to make you mine
I'll miss my show in Leipzig, or I'll miss your Warsaw ways
Easier decisions have been made



Credits
Writer(s): Wes Leslie
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