You couldn't take the legal limit
And i didn't know how drunk i was
If i fall first then you say you win it
But it's a bit hasty to say you've won
I remember that train ride that wouldn't end
And the condutor who soon became your friend
You took in all the scenery, and then you
Blew me off and i cursed you [with my hands]
I've no idea where you are going
But a good idea of where you've been
If you make it by winter before it's snowing
My compliments to your conducter friend
I read all about her in the lesser papers
And i can't say that i'm impressed
She'll act like a shabby doll if you make her
And god only knows what you taught her to do [with her hands]
