Housewives told 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
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Martha Stewart taught them to make on TV
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I was raised a farmgirl
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And now I'm too far from home, all alone on the road
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Trying to figure out who I am now that the stardust has turned to sand
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And the sand has turned to stone on the starmaking machine
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I'm 31 years old
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That ain't the end but it sure ain't where I began
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And my daddy, he wrote songs and he broke colts
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And he went back to school to get a degree
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Now he teaches music to kids, he taught music to me
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And this Alaskan girl has been living in Stephenville, Texas
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Yes, you guessed it, I moved here 'cause I fell in love with a man
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And I moved his ex-old lady's things out of the closet
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The same closet I had to move my things back in
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You know It did not make me feel that great, as if to demonstrate
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Everything's temporary if you give it enough time
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And I'm 31 years old
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That ain't the end but it sure ain't where I began
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But hey, I'm just a kid, I've got nothing to lose
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I'm a singer of songs, I'm a player for crowds
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Hey Mom, look, I'm an entertainer
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I'm a modern day troubadour trying to find justice with six strings
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Trying to make the world make sense out of me
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Trying to be loved completely, trying to love honestly
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Trying to find a decent high noon cup of tea
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In another shitty hotel
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I'm trying to listen to the leaves speak
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Trying to steal secrets from fishes in the creek
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Trying to figure out who I am
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A pretty mediocre cook, an even worse mathematician,
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maybe a mother one day
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What will it be?
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I'm trying to figure out who I am
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But there's no hand to hold, no Doctor Martin Luther King
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There's just sycophants And the mindlessness on TV
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We all read magazines for the latest ways to behave
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So hey, why not follow me, the blond bombshell deity?
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I'll sell you neat ideas without big words
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And a little bit of cleavage to wash it all down
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You know, everybody thought Godard was a clown man
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And that ain't gonna be me
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And I'm 31 years old
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That ain't the end but it sure ain't where I began
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Guess that just means I'm in Stephenville, Texas
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Stephenville, TX
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| Jewel |
