Baby, I'm off the wall. Up the creek. Goin' down the wrong way. On a one-way street. . I ain't got the sense. That the good Lord gave a goose. But I sure got one thing.
It's gettin' late. The day's at it's end. My favorite time is right around the bend. It's when the time comes to turn the lights down low. . She Pours the wine and I lock the door.
I heard that warnin' whistle blowin'. I knew that train was comin' fast. The sound of the wheels was hypnotisin'. I could not move from it's path. I just stood there, glued to the tracks.