It was a night, it was just another night She was sayin’ lots of nothing She was none too bright But you’ll listen much to anythin’ When anythin’s in sight, won’t ya!
Double back trouble like a temperance hall She’s dealin’ with the ceilin’ And the writings on the wall Then you’re wishing it was over, like an endless fall.
It’s a lane side fight Oh no! another main line ride Oh no! there ain’t a train in sight Oh no! settin’ my soul on fire Try her and buy her Hire and fire her Playin’ the game his latest flame
Now it’s a fine line between passion and dread Foolin’ and a droolin’ Starts rulin’ your head To seduction, destruction We’re so easily lead
And then the dawn, the so impatient telephone The smell of disappointment Mirror wants to pick a bone It’s a cup of cold coffee Like the taste of stale beer Let’s get outta here
It’s a lane side fight Oh no! another main line ride Oh no! there ain’t a train in sight Oh no! settin’ my soul on fire Try her and buy her Hire and fire her
Carry the flame and make it last Carry the blame and kiss your ass goodbye.
(written by Rankin, McCafferty, Agnew) Bob’n’Weave Music (Dunfermline)
Compositores: Peter Agnew, William Hardie Rankin (Rankin Billy), William Daniel Mccafferty ECAD: Obra #3892469