The trains they come and go
Filled with faces I don't know
Sometimes they don't stop for me
I live near Woodleigh MRT
The city's changing every day
I saw a new gantry on the way
That is why I sold my car
Why the bus-stop so damn far
You took so much from me
Got no cash to take taxi
But I'm still in love with you
But I'm still in love with you
(And) when I grow old, and don't do what I'm told
I will still be in love with you
I can't afford a holiday
Everything has gone up but my pay
Can't go out with all my friends
Can't afford the latest fashion pants
You promised me paradise
Overflowing with abundant rice
I used to go for lunch buffets
Now my breakfast's half a yeow char kuey
You took so much from me
Got no cash to go high-tea
But I'm still in love with you
But I'm still in love with you
And when I grow old, and don't do what I'm told
I will still be in love with you
You took so much from me
Got no cash to go high-tea
I am still in love with you
I am still in love with you
And when I grow old, and don't do what I'm told
I will still be in love with you
Thursday, August 6, 2009
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