'63

Way back in '63 A girl just 17 Set west to chase a dream And join the California scene So she set out to be The girl on her TV Gave it all out for free Asking what they wanna see She met him in a bar She puffed on his cigar Back in his fancy car He told her she would be a star He dressed her up in pearls Draped beneath ringlet curls She's a very pretty girl Living in a daydream world But everyone knows That's the way that it goes She hopes the bruises don't show Through her expensive clothes She's sitting in the hall She's waiting on a call He'd never let her fall But the writing's on the wall She's living in the past She's almost always gassed The money runs out fast She didn't know it wouldn't last And now she's waiting On the day When it all pays off And she's finally won But every night she seems To cry out screaming God what the hell have I done But now she knows That's the way that it goes She hopes the bruises don't show Through the rips in her clothes From her deluded dream She woke up 23 To what she wished to see Her face on the silver screen