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]
{sure she looks good in the transit light
but things are gonna seem a bit too bright
when i`m gone}
she pushed you off at a stop in jackson
and suddenly you`re feeling torn
you cried like a baby when you pulled out the photos
you call it art but it`s just porn
you`re proud of your journey of love and loss
and all the stories you could tell
you think there`s a market for your subtle pictures
but no-one will look at the captured hell [in your hands]
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THE MENDOZA LINE lyrics