Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad and cry myself to sleep,
Showed me how this town can shatter dreams.
Another lesson 'bout a naive fool, who came to Babylon
And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet.
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Oh its guitars, cadillacs, hillbilly music.
Lonely, lonely streets that I call home.
Oh its guitars, cadillacs, and hillbilly music
Its the only thing that keeps me hanging on.
There ain't no glamour in this tinsel land of lost and wasted lives
And painful scars are all thats left of me.
Oughta thank you girl, for teaching me brand new ways to be cruel
I've found them out now I guess I'll just leave.
Its the only thing that keeps me hanging on (x2)