Lyrics:
son
We got enough songs to go and make three albums
This the last track
This the last track
This the last track
This the last track
This the last track
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be there by 4:30
'Cause I've made your reservation
Don't be slow
Oh no no
pelu omo mi o omo oloogo
Forelines l'oruko re o, omo mi
Fore by Fore eh
Fore by Fore eh eh eh
Forelines don bring album (Forelines don bring album
still but hours must really have rushed by
I didn't realize but love was in your eyes
I really should have gone
But love went on and on
Last train
still but hours must really have rushed by
I didn't realize but love was in your eyes
I really should have gone
But love went on and on
Last train
and now the stick in the air
On the last train home yo I don't wanna be there
I just pretend I'm on my phone son, tall dark and lonesome
Ball park
on and on and on
On and on and on
This is the year that I come in and just devastate
My style is great ask your peoples can I dominate?
My rhymes are harder than last night's erection
You look so cute, cute, cute, cute
Little red caboose behind the train
Speeding by so fast, fast, fast, fast
Always the last, last, last, last
know you waitin' fo my album ta drop
I know you waitin' for my album to drop(slide and do da pussy pop)
I know you waitin' on that album to drop
I
pray for death on your last breath
I lay in this train
Just killed by this Guy
I got on train showed the ticket
Found my seatplace in this train
He went
My second album
One dozen melodies to listen
Include this number
Keeping in company
Well, hoping that this record sells
Singing by our wishing
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be there by 4:30
'Cause I've made your reservation
Don't be slow
Oh no no
lost you
On the last train to san antone
The minute that your eyes - were captured by his attention
I knew that you would travel far
'n just like
Yes, he made the album of 2012
(Just ask him
He'll tell you) But that was just the
Second biggest moment of Frank Ocean's year
Here, while wearing
on and on and on
On and on and on
This is the year that I come in and just devastate
My style is great ask your peoples can I dominate?
My rhymes are harder than last night's erection
putting their careers on life support like Jody Watley's
I'm tired of S-curls, guest appearances and wack tours
You should've named your last album "What
my last album flopped
Two, it wasn't my time
Three, my fuckin' mama's selling my pajamas online
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But guess what?
(I'm whiskey
my last album flopped
Two, it wasn't my time
Three, my fuckin' mama's selling my pajamas online
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But guess what?
(I'm whiskey
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be there by 4:30
'Cause I've made your reservation
Don't be slow
Oh no no
written the
Perfect country and western song. And I felt obliged to include
It on this album. The last verse goes like this here
Well, I was drunk
still but hours must really have rushed by
I didn't realize but love was in your eyes
I really should have gone
But love went on and on
Last train
You look so cute, cute, cute, cute
Little red caboose behind the train
Speeding by so fast, fast, fast, fast
Always the last, last, last, last
he was saying, so why'd I want some more?
He's trying to kip, not spend time with a wide-eyed fucking bore
Next week I cancelled the Watford train
on and on and on
On and on and on
This is the year that I come in and just devastate
My style is great ask your peoples can I dominate?
My rhymes are harder than last night's erection
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