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Folks back home think |
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I'm a star now when they hear my records play |
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They say there home town girl made good and she'd go a long long way |
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Mom wonders why |
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I don't drive back in that big fine car |
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I ownThe truth is |
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I don't have a car and |
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I'm ashamed to go back home |
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A pair of false eye lashes and a tube of cheap lipstick |
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A pair of worn out high heel shoes and a dress doesn't fit |
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These are all my possessions all |
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I have to my name |
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And a record played in my home town is my only claim to fame |
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I'm so glad that dad can't see me now, his favorite little girl |
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Singing in this dingy place on the wrong side of the world |
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And I'm glad that |
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I can't see the boy that offered me his name |
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For I was blind and turned from him in this empty search for fame |
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A pair of false eye lashes and a tube of cheap lipstick |
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A pair of worn out high heel shoes and a dress doesn't fit |
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These are all of my possessions, all |
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I have to my name |
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And a record played in my home town is my only claim to fame |
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Yes a record played in my home town is my only claim to fame |
