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I have this feeling deep inside that I just can't lose Clackin' down the track packed in a sea of fools I do I got c-c-c-commuter blues There's a cramp in my leg in the car at the gate Then a crackling announcement says the train's running late It's nothing new I got c-c-c-commuter blues I try to read but the bead of sweat gets in my eyes I try to sleep but elbows poke into my sides It's sad but true I got c-c-c-commuter blues I barely can remember where I'm going to Metuchen, Newark, Rahway, Trenton, Timbuktu I know I'm so far from you I got c-c-c-commuter blues Maybe I should sit back and try to relax But there's a pain on the train in my back on the tracks Man steps on my shoe I got c-c-c-commuter blues There's a rip in the seat that I'm lookin' at There's a trickle of sweat dripping down my back Seats are so few I got c-c-c-commuter blues My destination is the station where the train finally gets I need a long vacation I'm a wreck - I'm a mess I surely do I got c-c-c-commuter blues
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