You pick me up and you set me downnYou never give me no runaroundnYou don't mistreat me like those other girls donHell, it's a wonder that I don't fall in love with younnYou take the train and you come visit menAnd sometimes I drive to younAnd we speak, hearts broken, and you lick my woundsnHell, it's a wonder that I don't fall in love with younnI see the wrong ones comin' from miles awaynDressed up in different clothes.nBut you know when they get closer all their faces are the samenIt's a wonder I don't see through all of their wicked waysnnYou lay me down and you kiss my mouthnThere ain't nothing like the feel of a girl from the southnYou're everything I've come to know to be truenIt's a wonder that I don't run away with younnYou pick me up and you set me downnYou never give me no runaroundnYou don't mistreat me like those other girls donHell, it's a wonder that I don't fall in love with you