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, and 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 and a dollar a day, etc.