Tonight I’ll Be Staying Here With You – Whitney (originally by Bob Dylan)

Ready, let’s cut a record

Throw my ticket out the window
Throw my suitcase out there too
Throw my troubles out the door
I don’t need them anymore
For tonight, I’ll be staying here with you

I should have left this town this morning
But it was more than I could do
For your love comes on so strong
And I’ve waited all day long
For tonight, I’ll be staying here with you

Is it really any wonder
A love a stranger might receive
You cast your spell and I went under
I find it so difficult to leave

I can hear that whistle blowin’
I hear the station master too
If there’s a poor boy on the street
Let him have my seat
For tonight, I’ll be staying here with you

Throw my ticket out the window
Throw my suitcase out there too
Throw my troubles out the door
I don’t need them anymore
For tonight, I’ll be staying here with you