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Paul McCartney – On My Way To Work lyrics
On my way to work,
I rode a big green bus
I could see everything,
From the upper deck.
People came and went,
Smoking cigarettes
I picked the packets up,
When the people left.
But all the time I thought of you,
How far away the future seems
How could I have so many dreams,
And one of them not come true.
On my way to work,
I bought a magazine
Inside a pretty girl,
Liked to water-ski
She came from Chichester,
To study history
She had removed her clothes,
For the likes of me.
But all the time I thought of you,
How would you know I was there
How could a soul search everywhere,
Without knowing what to do.
On my way to work,
As I was clocking in
I could see everything,
How it came to be
People come and go,
Smoking cigarettes
I pick the packets up,
When the people leave.
But all the time I think of you,
How far away the future seems
How could I have so many dreams,
And one of them not come true.
On my way to work.
But all the time I thought of you,
How would you know that I was there
How could a soul search everywhere,
Without knowing what to do.
On my way to work
On my way to work.
I rode a big green bus
I could see everything,
From the upper deck.
People came and went,
Smoking cigarettes
I picked the packets up,
When the people left.
But all the time I thought of you,
How far away the future seems
How could I have so many dreams,
And one of them not come true.
On my way to work,
I bought a magazine
Inside a pretty girl,
Liked to water-ski
She came from Chichester,
To study history
She had removed her clothes,
For the likes of me.
But all the time I thought of you,
How would you know I was there
How could a soul search everywhere,
Without knowing what to do.
On my way to work,
As I was clocking in
I could see everything,
How it came to be
People come and go,
Smoking cigarettes
I pick the packets up,
When the people leave.
But all the time I think of you,
How far away the future seems
How could I have so many dreams,
And one of them not come true.
On my way to work.
But all the time I thought of you,
How would you know that I was there
How could a soul search everywhere,
Without knowing what to do.
On my way to work
On my way to work.
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