Every morning bout half past eight,
My Mama wakes me says Dont be late,
My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill.
So I stop one day to figure it out,
I ll quit my job without a shadow of a doubt,
My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill.
Minute after minute
Second after second
Hour after hour goes by
Working for a rich girl
Staying just a poor girl,
Never stop to wonder why
So here I am in London town,
A better scene Im gonna be around,
My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill.
Every morning bout half past eight,
My Mama wakes me says Dont be late,
My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill.
So I stop one day to figure it out,
I ll quit my job without a shadow of a doubt,
My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill.
Minute after minute,
Second after second,
Hour after hour goes by,
Working for a rich girl,
Staying just a poor girl,
Never stop to wonder why.
So here I am in London town,
A better scene Im gonna be around,
Life is just a slow train
So here I am in London town,
A better scene Im gonna be around,
Life is just a slow train
Crawl-ing up a hill