Waterloo Station

Soon, beneath the awning of the train station

Soon, amongst the yawning of a great nation

So soon, I will be arriving at Waterloo

Laughing at the joke on poor Napoleon

Whistling a melody fit for Nelson so soon

And of course I'll sing the song by the Kinks

And not the one by ABBA

"Waterloo Station" la la la la

Many years ago I up and left my homeland

To make my fortune far from England

Had to go far away

The furthest place, Paris, France

Tell all the world

All the while that I was parted

Fair visions of dark rivers

And green parks I was haunted by

Fine again, ahead of all the hijinks

That this girl's had to go through

To get back to Waterloo Station

La la la la

La la la la