(4:12)  This is my postcard from Texas  What are the chances this town won't wreck us?  There is a woman, there always is  She's standin' on the side of the stage  beckoning motionless  And my legs get weak  and my heart beats fast  and I thought the love we had  was built to last  and my thoughts take off  where my hands want to go  and I know and I know and I know  Baby believe me  Baby believe me  I didn't do nothin'!  There's a strange black bird here  Which is mostly tall  makes a sound like an ambulance  That's her mating call  She sings a warning in the cold night air  she's out in the distance  she should be sleeping  but i can still hear her.  I'm steppin' out of a dream into a steamy car  and we huddle for safety at the cannibal bar  how far can I run away from this ring on my finger?  Is there a place where we can go to  shed our fear like clothes  and make love new?