Alabama Roads

She made her way from a small town. Bags packed and Hollywood bound. 19 and everybody's girl. A picture perfect poster world

Hold on to everything you've got
Frame by frame you've lost a little piece of your soul now
Lovely little girl in an angry, angry world
No you'll never be the same

She grew tall in the starlight but the money kept her awake at night
Red eyes watch the morning come, too tired to know just what she's done.

Fame picked her up and took her in. Dropped her like a stone in the end. From the third floor of her diamond home she misses the Alabama roads

Hold on to everything you've got
Frame by frame you've lost a little piece of your soul now
Lovely little girl in an angry, angry world
No you'll never be the same