Your mother told me that you
Don't live at home no more
Your mother told me that she don't like
The way I call you on the telephone
The old lady cursed the day that I was born
You never answer when I come by your door
Yet leave me messages I cannot ignore
For a light dance we took some heavy steps my dear
You wear my trenchcoat in the rain and disappear
Does the forecast say...
Don't take me to the racetrack
Cause I don't want to place or show
Don't take me to the racetrack
I'm not the jockey you think you know
So don't take me to the racetrack
You left a note for me to wait in the park
Two weeks have passed the leaves turn grey and dark
I'm so confused at all the things you've said
There's no wall big enough for me to crash my head
You're too romantic and so foolish she quipped
Every love story will have it's own script
Something strange at work with one's integrity
The way we bleed our hearts and hang on hopelessly
And the forecast says...
Don't take me to the racetrack
Cause I don't want to place or show
Don't take me to the racetrack
I'm not the jockey you think you know
So don't take me to the racetrack
Don't take me to the racetrack
Don't you take me to the racetrack
Here we go
Don't take me to the racetrack
I'm not the jockey you think you know
Don't take me to the racetrack
I know there's trouble down below
So don't take me to the racetrack