Key: A major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
Housewives trying
to recapture their youth
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By wearing floral print and suede
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Fixing their hairdos with
PC, chemical- free hairspray
Martha Stewart taught them
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to make on TV
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I was raised a farm girl
I'm too far from home,
all alone on the road
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the stardust has turned to sand
And the sand has turned to stone on the
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star making ma chine
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Verse 2
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[Chorus]
That ain't the end but it sure
ain't where I began
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Verse 3
And my daddy,
he wrote songs and he broke colts
And he went back to school
he taught music to me
And this Alaskan girl was living in
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Stephenville, Texas
Yes, you guessed it,
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I moved here because I fell in love with a man
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things out of the closet
The same closet I had to move
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my things back in
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enough time
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I'm a writer of songs
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Hey Mom, look, I'm an entertainer
I'm a modern day troubadour trying
to find justice with six strings
Trying to make the world
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make sense out of me
Trying to be loved completely,
Trying to find a decent high noon cup of tea
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In another hotel
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Trying to figure out who I am
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a pretty mediocre cook, an even worse mathematician,
maybe a mother someday
What will it be?
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Verse 4
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I'm trying to figure out who I am
But there's no hand to hold,
There's just sycophants
And the mindlessness on TV
or in the magazines
So why not follow me,
the blond bombshell deity?
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I'll sell you neat ideas
without big words
And a little bit of cleavage to
wash it all down
Hey, everybody thought
Godard was a clown
be me
Outro 1
[Chorus: x2]
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