False Eyelashes

Folks back home think I'm a star now

When they hear my records play

They say there home town girl made good and she'd go a long-long way

Mom wonders why I don't drive back in that big fine car I own

The truth is I don't have a car, and I'm ashamed to go back home

A pair of false eye lashes and a tube of cheap lipstick

A pair of worn out high heel shoes and a dress, doesn't fit

These are all my possessions, all I have to my name

And a record played in my home town, is my only claim to fame

I'm so glad that dad can't see me now, his favorite little girl

Singing in this dingy place, on the wrong side of the world

And I'm glad that I can't see the boy that offered me his name

For I was blind and turned from him, in this empty search for fame

A pair of false eye lashes and a tube of cheap lipstick

A pair of worn out high heel shoes and a dress, doesn't fit

These are all of my possessions, all I have to my name

And a record played in my home town is my only claim to fame

Yes a record played in my home town is my only claim to fame