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Housewives trying to recapture their youth<br>By wearing floral print and suede<br>Fixing their hairdos with PC, chemical-free hairspray<br>Martha Stewart taught them to make on TV<br>I was raised a farmgirl<br>I´m too far from home, all alone on the road<br>Trying to figure out who I am now the the stardust has turned to sand<br>And the sand has turned to stone on the starmaking machine<br><br>I´m 25 years old<br>That ain´t the end but it sure ain´t where I began<br><br>And my daddy, he wrote songs and he broke colts<br>And he went back to school to get a degree<br>Now he teachs music to kids, he taught music to me<br>And this Alaskan girl was living in Stephenville, Texas<br>Yes, you guessed it, I moved here because I fell in love with a man<br>And I moved his ex-old lady´s things out of the closet<br>The same closet I had to move my things back in<br>It didn´t make me feel that great, as if to demonstrate<br>Everything´s temporary given enough time<br>But hey, I´ve got nothing to lose<br>I´m a singer for crowds, I´m a writer of songs<br>Hey Mom, look, I´m an entertainer<br>I´m a modern day troubadour trying to find justice with six strings<br>Trying to make the world make sense out of me<br>Trying to be loved completely, trying to love honestly<br>Trying to find a decent high noon cup of tea<br>In another shitty hotel<br>I´m trying to listen to the leaves speak<br>Trying to steal secrets from fishes in the creek<br>Trying to figure out who I am<br>A singer, a pretty bad cook, maybe a good mom<br>What will it be?<br><br>And I´m 25 years old<br>That ain´t the end but it sure ain´t where I began<br><br>I´m trying to figure out who I am<br>But there´s no hand to hold, no Doctor Martin Luther King<br>There´s just syncophants<br>And the mindlessness on TV or in the magazines<br>On the latest ways to behave<br>So why not follow me, the blond bombshell deity?<br>I´ll sell you neat ideas without big words<br>And a little bit of cleavage to help wash it all down<br>Hey, everybody thought Godard was a clown<br>And that ain´t gonna be me<br><br>And I´m 25 years old<br>That ain´t the end but it sure ain´t where I began<br>And I´m 25 years old<br>That ain´t the end but it sure ain´t where I began<br>Guess that just means I´m in Texas
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Housewives trying to recapture their youth<br>By wearing floral print and suede<br>Fixing their hairdos with PC, chemical-free hairspray<br>Martha Stewart taught them to make on TV<br>I was raised a farmgirl<br>I´m too far from home, all alone on the road<br>Trying to figure out who I am now the the stardust has turned to sand<br>And the sand has turned to stone on the starmaking machine<br><br>I´m 25 years old<br>That ain´t the end but it sure ain´t where I began<br><br>And my daddy, he wrote songs and he broke colts<br>And he went back to school to get a degree<br>Now he teachs music to kids, he taught music to me<br>And this Alaskan girl was living in Stephenville, Texas<br>Yes, you guessed it, I moved here because I fell in love with a man<br>And I moved his ex-old lady´s things out of the closet<br>The same closet I had to move my things back in<br>It didn´t make me feel that great, as if to demonstrate<br>Everything´s temporary given enough time<br>But hey, I´ve got nothing to lose<br>I´m a singer for crowds, I´m a writer of songs<br>Hey Mom, look, I´m an entertainer<br>I´m a modern day troubadour trying to find justice with six strings<br>Trying to make the world make sense out of me<br>Trying to be loved completely, trying to love honestly<br>Trying to find a decent high noon cup of tea<br>In another shitty hotel<br>I´m trying to listen to the leaves speak<br>Trying to steal secrets from fishes in the creek<br>Trying to figure out who I am<br>A singer, a pretty bad cook, maybe a good mom<br>What will it be?<br><br>And I´m 25 years old<br>That ain´t the end but it sure ain´t where I began<br><br>I´m trying to figure out who I am<br>But there´s no hand to hold, no Doctor Martin Luther King<br>There´s just syncophants<br>And the mindlessness on TV or in the magazines<br>On the latest ways to behave<br>So why not follow me, the blond bombshell deity?<br>I´ll sell you neat ideas without big words<br>And a little bit of cleavage to help wash it all down<br>Hey, everybody thought Godard was a clown<br>And that ain´t gonna be me<br><br>And I´m 25 years old<br>That ain´t the end but it sure ain´t where I began<br>And I´m 25 years old<br>That ain´t the end but it sure ain´t where I began<br>Guess that just means I´m in Texas
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