Out of her pocket one summer night
Thrown into a gutter beneath a street light
On a road outa town past the boundary line
She thumbed a car down near the welcome sign

Three China Ducks on the kitchen wall
All headin' west where the blazin' sun falls
Well he stared at the paintwork the clocks and the cracks
Wondered out loud was she ever coming back?

They buried him deep in a pauper's plot
They turned their backs and quickly forgot
Well the gutters run fast heavy July rain
And swirled his past down the storm water drain

Three China Ducks on the kitchen wall
All headin' west where the blazin' sun falls
Well she stared at the paintwork at the fly on her skirt
The letter in her hand how hard it hurts

Here's to the crippled all broken things
Love born in sin and lost wedding rings
Well he stood on the front steps wonderin' how he'd feel and knowin'...
You always lose the things you steal

Three China Ducks on the kitchen wall
All headin' west where the blazin' sun falls
Well he stared at the paintwork the clock and the cracks
He knew in his heart she ain't ever comin' back?