Motörhead – The Train Kept A Rollin’

I was alone, she was a woman – I was a man, I never knew her name – And she was pretty, New York City – Goin’ down the hill, going right on you see, and so – I just gotta let it go, now, now – The Train Kept A-Rollin’ all night long – Train Kept A-Rollin’ all night long –  Train Kept A-Rollin’ all night long …