Twinkle Twinkle

Way back in the good old days
 Things weren't really all that good
 We grew up with the TV on
 We learned how from Hollywood
 We learned how from Hollywood
 Riding with my headphones on
 In the back of my mama's car
 Winding down that dirty road
 Town was close but it felt far
 Town was close but it felt far
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 Drive in movies, Coca-Cola
 Sweet sixteen, that kiss of death
 Don't you cry when you should laugh, babe
 I smell liquor on your breath
 I smell liquor on your breath
 If it don't break you, it might just make you rich
 You might not get there, and on the way it's a bitch
 Gettin' by, gettin' high
 Feeling like a low life bum
 Racked up debt, couldn't pay the rent
 Pissin off 'til kingdom come
 Pissin off 'til kingdom come
 Mother Mary, geez Louise
 I was havin a ball until I threw it too far
 Playin' dives, tryin' to stay alive
 Twinkle, twinkle, little star
 Twinkle, twinkle, little star
 If it don't break you, it might just make you rich
 You might not get there, and on the way it's a bitch
 It's a bitch
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 But then I won the lottery
 I struck gold and they picked me
 Winner, winner, chicken dinner
 Hello mama look at me
 Hello mama look at me
 Oh everything's turned inside out
 They wanna put me on a big TV
 Everybody wants to know
 How I feel and what I think
 How I feel and what I think
 If it don't break you, it might just make you rich
 You might not get there, and on the way it's a bitch
 Don't you know it's a bitch?
 It's a bitch