Look at all the people around me,
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Same old faces joining the queue.
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For return to Waterloo,
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Return to Waterloo.
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Started off this morning as usual,
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Checkin' out the mail and all the bills to pay.
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Maybe something special's gonna happen,
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Maybe this is my lucky day.
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The forecast says heavy weather,
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So take your umbrella just in case.
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Will I get away, will I see it through,
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On the return to Waterloo.
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Return to Waterloo.
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Return to Waterloo.
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Somehow you feel that the world's been passin' you by.
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Can't help thinkin' somehow they're living a lie.
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Now I'm asking questions, I never thought I'd ask them before,
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Like "why" or "how" or "what am I doing it for?"
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Will I reach my destination,
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Or will I get off along the way?
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Will I reach my destination?
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Will I reach my destination,
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Have I stopped or am I only going slow?
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Have we got a couple more stations,
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Or is this as far as we all go?
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The headlines cry out from the papers,
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"Inflation," "murder," "wars," who really wants to know?
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If I return to Waterloo,
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It'll cost me more in 1992.
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Will I get away,
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Will I see it through?
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And come back home to you,
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On the return to Waterloo.
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Return To Waterloo
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| Ray Davies |
