CindeCrella was on the last train that Amistops at every station
Yes, she Fstayed long after midnight, yes, she Amigave in to temptation
She thought her Clipstick and her hairspray would sAmitand her in good stead
And CindeFrella is on the last train when she Amishould be home in bed
The man - he leans across the table with his coat over his arm
Hoping she might read its label its his one and only charm
While she's thinking of excuses she mights use when she gets home
Like a bomb scare or an accident nowhere near a working phone
And Cinderella's on the last train...
The man he stares at her reflection hoping he won't catch her eye
She's just a face against the darkness with streetlights flying backwards in the sky
The train it stops between two stations a cold wind blows over his knee
And he's filled with trepidation when he thinks where he should be
Not with Cinderella on the last train...
instrumental verse bit
The dawn it Dmirises in the Amidistance like one they'd Dminever seen beAmifore
Now there's a Dmipoem on the Fwindow and there are Gburnmarks on the Ffloor
And the Dmicollector walks straight Amipast them returning Dmito his flask ofAmi tea
He's smiling Dmisafely in the Fknowledge he's the onlGy one that's paid to Fbe
That's paid to bGe with
