Yes she's leaving on the train Never coming back again The lines go far ahead Got a job fixed in the city Wants to be a star she's pretty And I don't get a part So please no more sad songs I've heard enough today Isn't it nice holding you tight, remember? Left a note here on the floor Where she used to knock the door I found when I got home Said you're gonna be a singer Be a star and real swinger I hope it's very nice So please no more sad songs I've heard enough today Isn't i