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the next station is king, king stationi'm waiting on yonge street for youi'm always waiting on station imitationsi'm always still looking out for youthe crowds pass, the hobo laughsthe ghost in the king edward could be youthe church bells yellthe streetcars swelli'm always still looking out for yougold in the daysilver in the nightthe color of the light in your eyespaints my picture, conveys my truthi'm always still looking out for youthe next station is king, king stationi'm waiting on yonge street for youi'm always waiting on station imitationsi'm always still looking out for you From Letras Mania