Quebec

Love, love my baby, but my baby, she don’t feel the same
Love, love my baby, she don’t feel the same
Probably ain’t love, but if it isn’t how can I explain
When a woman moves on it’s best you just 'a' move away
When a woman moves on it’s best you just 'a' move away
When she fancies your friend, now that’s twice the price to pay
Yeah I heard you baby, said you never felt so free
Yes I heard you baby, you said you never felt so free
You threw off your chains and then they landed on me
I’ve seen your legs wrapped around Mr. Salamander’s bedposts
I’ve seen your legs wrapped around Mr. Salamander’s bedpost
Bust open the door and I almost catch ya, almost
You see my heart’s in the ashtray soakin' in the yellow light
Yes my heart’s in the ashtray with blood drippin' off the sides
And my pulse is throwin' up the ashes up into the night
When a man used to get the blues he could hop a train
When a man used to get the blues he could hop a train
And what am I supposed to do, I cannot just hop a plane
I’m gonna pack my bags and I’m gonna go to Montreal
I’m gonna pack 'a' my bags and gonna head off to Montreal
I know a woman there, she’s got a couch against the wall
That’s it, I’m gonna take that bridge, it’ll lead me to Quebec
I’m gonna pack my bags, take that bridge, it’ll lead me to Quebec
Step onto that bridge I swear I ain’t comin' back
I’m gonna take my bags, I’m going to Quebec
I’ll pack my bags and go to Quebec
Step onto that bridge I swear I ain’t comin' back