Ooh baby, is it true, I heard a rumor going on about you
They say you're pushy, they say you're ugly
They say you never have any luck being lovely
Is it true.... is it true.... is it true, what they say about you
All you know, that there is always one, taking the spotlight from everyone
Stealing the pleasure and causing a frown
selling your soul to make you look so proud
Yes it's true....yes it's true....yes it's true, what they say about you
Get off your high horse, the world is not all yours
Listen up now and watch your mouth
Let me treat you to a ticket on the next train south
It's always with you, that little black cloud
You should lighten up, for cryin' out loud
Why do you shame yourself in front of your friends
Ooh I wonder is it ever gonna end
Well you know you'd be so at ease, in some dried up little town
Where no one knows you, they can't expose you
And not a conscious thought will be found
Yes it's true....yes it's true....yes it's true, what they say about you
Get off your whirlwind, pack all your bags in
Listen up now and watch your mouth
Let me treat you to a ticket on the next train south
Next train south....next train south....next train south, yeah
c.2004JoanBerry