It was a night, it was just another night   She was sayin' lots of nothing   She was none too bright   But you'll listen much to anythin'   When anythin's in sight, won't ya!      Double back trouble like a temperance hall   She's dealin' with the ceilin'   And the writings on the wall   Then you're wishing it was over, like an endless fall.      It's a lane side fight   Oh no! another main line ride   Oh no! there ain't a train in sight   Oh no! settin' my soul on fire   Try her and buy her   Hire and fire her   Playin' the game his latest flame      Now it's a fine line between passion and dread   Foolin' and a droolin'   Starts rulin' your head   To seduction, destruction   We're so easily lead      And then the dawn, the so impatient telephone   The smell of disappointment   Mirror wants to pick a bone   It's a cup of cold coffee   Like the taste of stale beer   Let's get outta here      It's a lane side fight   Oh no! another main line ride   Oh no! there ain't a train in sight   Oh no! settin' my soul on fire   Try her and buy her   Hire and fire her      Carry the flame and make it last   Carry the blame and kiss your ass goodbye.      (written by rankin, mccafferty, agnew)   Bob'n'weave music (dunfermline)   Copyright 1992 nazareth (dunfermline) ltd.