Empire State Express

Went down to the station
Leaned on against the door
Went down to the station
I leaned on against the door
It was the Empire State
You could tell by the way she run
I asked the depot agent
«Please let me ride the line»
I asked the depot agent
«Please let me ride the line»
He said, «I'd like to help you, son
But, you know, the Empire State it ain’t mine»
You know, the Empire State
You know, she rides on Eastern time
You know, the Empire State
Rides on Eastern time
It’s the «rollingest» baby
On the New York Central line
It was a mean ol' fireman
And a low-down engineer
It was a mean ol' fireman
And a low-down engineer
That took my baby away
Left poor me sitting here
That took my baby away
And left poor me sitting here
That took my baby away
And left poor me sitting here
Yeah, took my baby away
Oh oh oh