Judith Owen

Judith Owen - Train Out Of Hollywood lyrics

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I've got a friend and he can't see
How living the high life might just be
A perfect disguise for someone who's in pain

And he works in a bar and he tells me
That if he tries really hard, then he might just be
A beautiful star 'cause that's all he really needs to make him mend inside

Callie, you're running out of time
Callie, you're going down in style
Come on, swallow your pride
And get on a train out of Hollywood

Look at me, I've been such a fool
Thinking fame would do what only time could do
Hoping I would be alright if I could have a perfect life
Just like you, Callie

Funny how those who would chase fame
Tend to be those in the greatest pain
Searching for highs that would reach into their very grain
(Oh Callie...)

Pack up your bags and your mistake
And if you're going to sing, sing for art's sake
Don't give it all in to a beast that has no name

Callie, you're running out of time
Callie, you're going down in style
Come on, swallow your pride
And get on a train out of Hollywood

Callie, you're running out of time
Callie, you're going down in style
Come on, swallow your pride
And get on a train out of Hollywood
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Author: Judith Owen

Composer: Judith Owen

Publisher: Twanky Records

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Released in: 2005

Language: English

Appearing on: Ebb & Flow (2014) , Lost and Found (2005)

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