Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself You say I've been spending my money on other women You've been taking money from someone else I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago Come back home baby, try my love one more time Well your mother

You can ride Train that goes to nowhere Train that goes to nowhere There is a train that goes to nowhere Need no ticket for you to ride Put you in a car they call the sleeper It's nice and warm inside The days are never numbered The nights don't matter

Don't take her for granted, she had a hard time Don't misunderstand her, don't play with her mind Treat her so gently, it will pay you in time Hey you've got to know, she's the sensitive kind Tell her you love her, each and every night You will discover,

Danger, she's out into the night Danger, she's such a pretty sight Danger, she walks the streets alone She was treated so badly it seems Now she's lookin' for a dream Danger, all the boys she don't know All the men, they look her way Could be hers, hers

My bitch bunkin' She went from nothing now she somthing She only clap that ass for me I taught her how to whip a key Now my trap jumpin' She bring that dough to me how I want it In fifties, hundreds, all that Money is money, my nigga Even small stacks

Still it only takes time 'Til love comes to everyone. Got to go through that door, There's no easy way out at all For you who it always seems blue It all comes, it never rains But it pours, There in your heart

She is a missing person Missing person Missing person, missing person I've been asking some people, if they remember A girl they forgot, with brown eyes, hair cut, red dress Have you seen her? I think she's much leaner I guess she is missing, it's true

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago Come on back home baby, try my love one more time You say I've been spendin' my money on other women But you've been runnin' with somebody else Well your

'Cause when I leave this town I won't be back no more, no more I got the key to the highway, Billed out and bound to go I'm gonna leave here running people Because walking is most too slow I'm going back, to the border Before they put up the fence Where

(Get at me) Niggas want to clap me Snitches want to rap me Put it right where they back be I saw him, I saw him There he is right over there, over there (I see him) Okay, I got a message for you infamous You tell that son-of-a-bitch he's made a big