Now she came from Chicago on the CTA
All the way to Jacksonville, FLA
With a patent leather purse and black ? stockings
Thousand dollar bills hanging from her pockets

Oh baby, what's on your mind?
Oh baby, your love is blind
Get on that train
Get on that train
Get on that train
Heading out of town

I was minding my own business
When you came sneaking around
You're the kind of woman
Kick a man when he's down
I know your kind
I know your breed
You're the kind of woman that I just don't need

Oh baby, what's on your mind?
Oh baby, your love is blind
Get on that train
Get on that train
Get on that train
Heading out of town

Oh yea, I'm just a southern boy
Oh yea, I ain't got time for you
Oh yea, I'm just a southern boy
Oh yea, and you're evil through and through

Get on that train
Get on that train
Get on that train
Heading out of town

Oh yea, I'm just a southern boy
Oh yea, I ain't got time for you
Oh yea, I'm just a southern boy
Oh yea, and you're evil through and through

Oh yea
Oh yea
Oh yea
Oh yea