On the street car To the city where she knows she may lose it all Riding for just a dime, takin' her own sweet time And knowing well that this could be her final fall
Past the boutique To the alley down the river, people pass her by She sits on a big gray rock, takes off her boots and socks Not knowin' what she will do next just starts to cry
Chorus:
Too many wild rejections
Endin' in angry questions from her dad
Too many T.V. dinners
Ah, everyone loves a winner, but she was lost
No one knows the trials she had
(Repeat first verse, then)
Hell, I just don't know, but I can't go back home (fade)