Lyrics

My baby thinks she's a train She hears voices, little voices/only she can hear She hears voices, such little voices/sliding in her ear My baby thinks she's a train She don't know the difference between pleasure and pain My baby thinks she's a train She walks out the door, & she's drinking/kisses like the rain Well she's a backwoods girl/she don't talk pretty She makes it quite plain/she puts a dollar down on a heart But she cannot pay/one dollar down & a dollar a day, etc