And one day you'll come down
I left my heart in a provincial town, yeah
But baby, don't feel down
But it's not what I've heard you know it
Ripton stain came off the track
'Cos you think she is a different class
I left my heart in the privacy of town, yeah
Good, that's what I say
But it's not what I've heard you know it
A picture speaks a thousand words
Cut your losses, shoot the poets
These things they mean nothing to me
Speak all you want or just pretend
And one day you'll come down
You go there once and you don't come back, oh
It doesn't talk, it doesn't last
But baby, don't feel down
But it's not what I've heard you know
Cut your losses, shoot the poets
To find yourself in a provincial town, now
So, she sits all day by the looking glass, oh
Don't believe all you read on computer screens and
But it's not what I've heard you know
You sold your souls for magic beans
A picture speaks a thousand words
