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Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world.

She took the midnight train going anywhere.

Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit.

He took the midnight train going anywhere.

A singer in a smokey room, a smell of wine and

cheap perfume.

For a smile they can share the night and

it goes on and on and on and on…

Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard,

their shadows searching in the night.

Streetlight people, living just to find emotion,

hiding somewhere in the night.

Working hard to get my fill, everybody wants a thrill. Paying anything

to roll the dice just one more time.

Some will win, some will lose,

some were born to sing the blues.

The movie never ends, it goes on and on and on and on.

Don’t stop believing, hold on to the feeling.