.He packed up and left all of his friends.
He'll never go back to New York again.
Wo-oh.
He'll never go back to where he grew up.
Staring out of windows on the train,
You're never gonna hear that boy complain.
Wo-oh.
Of all the things you put him through,
And all those tea.
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