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All those times we spent thinking out loudSometimes crying in vainDown the street the dogs are barking out loudIt's one of those things I can't explainSooner or later, you're riding a trainYour eyes are shutThe background place is the sameGoodnight, Jean-MarieGoodnight, Jean-MarieThere's a time, a place, a page on the wallA letter brought in the rainDown the street the cars are turning aroundIt's one of those things I can't explainSooner or later, you're on a southbound trainYour eyes are shutThe background place is the sameGoodnight, Jean-MarieGoodnight, Jean-MarieWhatcha gonna do?Whatcha gonna do?Whatcha gonna do?Goodnight, Jean-Marie Aus Songtexte Mania