My Baby Thinks She's a Train (2001 Re-Recording)

It's 3 a.m. in the morning
That train whistle is blowing
It sounds like some lonesome song
Got in my soul

My baby's flipped the blanket
She won't be back no more
My baby thinks she's a train
Then she's gone again

Sometimes it's hard
Hard on a poor boy's brain
Poor boy's brain
I'm telling you boys
My baby thinks she's a train

Lawd, lawd, lawdy, the way she moves
Drags me 'round like an old caboose
I'm telling you boys, that girl's insane
My baby thinks she's a train

Choo-choo ain't just some train sound
It's the noise that you hear
When my baby hits town
With her long hair flying
Man, she's hard to tame
What you s'pposed to do when
Your baby thinks she's a train?

She eats money like a train eats coal
She burns it up and leaves you in the smoke
If you wanna catch her ride
You wait 'til she unwinds
She's just like a train, she always gives some bum a ride

Lawd, lawd, lawdy, the way she moves
Drags me 'round like an old caboose
I'm telling you boys, that girl's insane
My baby thinks she's a train

Yeah, my baby thinks she's a train
My baby thinks she's a train
Yeah, baby, oh, baby



Credits
Writer(s): Leroy Preston
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