P.J. Proby - The Other Side of Town lyrics

Why do you always seem to criticize me
Seems like everything I do
Just turns out wrong
Why don't you come on out and despise me
So I could pack my bag and baby I'd be gone

Remember when you used to call me honey
I'd turn around and call you honey too
You might think it's a joke
But it ain't funny
To hurt someone who's so in love with you

A clown puts his makeup on upside down
So he wears a smile even
When he wears a frown
You might think I'm here when
You put me down
But actually I'm on the other side of town

My body's in this room with
You just catching hell
While my soul is drinking beer
Down the road a spell
You might think I'm listening
To your grocery list
But I'm leaning on the jukebox
And I'm about half, way there

A clown puts his makeup on upside down
So he wears a smile even
When he wears a frown
You might think I'm here when
You put me down
But actually I'm on the other side of town

I'm sittin' on a chair just behind my ear
Playing dominoes and drinking some
Ice cold beer when you get done talking
I'll come back downstairs
And assume the body of the
Person you presume who cares

I'm across the river on the
Other side of town
In my mind I'm on the other side of town