Rosanne Cash

Rosanne Cash - My Baby Thinks He's A Train songtekst

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It's three a.m. in the morning
The train whistle is blowing
It sounds like some lonesome song got in my soul, in my soul
My baby split blank and he won't be back no more

My baby thinks he's a train
He makes his whistle stop, then he's gone again
Sometimes it's hard on a poor girl's brain, a poor girl's brain
I'm telling you, boys, my baby thinks he's a train

Locomotion's the way he moves
He drags me 'round just like an old caboose
I'm telling you, girls, that man's insane
My baby thinks he's a train

Choo, choo rages on, train sound
It's the noise that you hear when my baby hits town
With his long hair flying, man, he's hard to take
Oh, what you s'posed to do when your baby thinks he's a train?

He eats money like a train eats coal
He burns it up and leaves you in the smoke
If you wanna catch a ride, you wait 'til he unwinds
He's just like a train, he always gives some tramp a ride

Locomotion's the way he moves
He drags me 'round just like an old caboose
I'm telling you, girls, that man's insane
My baby thinks he's a train
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Leroy Preston, L. Preston

Componist: Leroy Preston

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Inc

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1981

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: The Very Best Of Rosanne Cash (2005) , The Essential (2011)

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