I like to dress in fancy clothes
Black coat, silk shirt, don't you know
Lines of powder going up my nose
Sing all night for the birds
Two more hours left to Erie, PA
That's three beers, two joints by the way
Got so late, I just wanted to stay
Get a hotel room of my own
Wish I could be where the song's in my head
Are not so loud
Wish I could see past the blank stares of the faces in the crowd
Shoot me up to the top with a record contract
Sent right to my house
I'm gonna make my mama proud
I'm gonna make my mama proud
Drinking whiskey with some girls in the back
Stayed an hour and I gave them a laugh
Nobody asked for my autograph
But they were happy to be backstage
I sing songs about love that's lost
Cheating, lying, and the long-term cost
Head is spinning from diesel exhaust
And the lies that I still tell
Late at night, when the people have all gone away
I break down, not gonna make it anyway
Staring out the window, counting exits
The whole night through
It's a dream that's never coming true
Wish I could be where the song's in my head
Are not so loud
Wish I could see past the blank stares of the faces in the crowd
Shoot me up to the top with a record contract
Sent right to my house
I'm gonna make my mama proud
I'm gonna make my mama proud