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