It's three a.m. in the morning
The train whistle is blowin'
It sounds like some lonesome song
Got in my soul
In my soul
My baby split the blanket
He won't be back no more
My baby thinks he's a train
He makes his whistle stop
Then he's gone again
Sometimes it's hard
On a poor girl's brain
A poor girl's brain
I'm tellin' you, boys
My baby thinks he's a train
Locomotion's
The way he moves
He drags me 'round
Just like an old caboose
I'm tellin' you, girls
That man's insane
My baby
Thinks he's a train

Choo, choo ain't just some
Train sound
It's the noise that you hear
When my baby hits town
With his long hair flyin'
Man
He's hard to take
What you s'posed to do
When
Your baby thinks he's a train
He eats money
Like a train eats coal
He burns it up
And leaves you in the smoke
If you wanna catch a ride
You wait till he unwinds
(He might unwind - spoken)
He's just like a train
He always gives some
Tramp a ride
Locomotion's
The way he moves
He drags me 'round
Just like an old caboose
I'm tellin' you, girls
That man's insane
My baby
Thinks he's a train