Hollywood

I got a picture of my friends and me

Sitting outside Thistletown Laundry at night

That looks like me between the Holly twins

Singing hey ho this is your life

And there's old Ruby and her worn out magazines

And the guy we called Joe Cinnamon who's polishing his speech

Hey it looks like Hollywood

Hey it looks like Hollywood

Joe married one of the Holly twins

And they ran the local five and dime

My mama told me that the other twin

Got a teaching job at Thistletown High

But me and Ruby and her worn out magazines

Jumped a box car on the western line by ol' Cole Martin's stream

Well me and Ruby had big plans

Gonna' move to the city gonna' be larger than life

Just like the girl beside the Marlboro man

And the pretty lady in the Ivory ad

Thistletown, Indiana is no place for me

Give me miles and miles of neon signs and flashy magazines

Me, I sold my camera for a string of beads

And Ruby sold he mother's china figurines

I got a picture of Ruby and me

Selling candy bars at the Roxy

The guy who took it called us calendar girls

And he said someday he'd make us famous

But me and Ruby never made no magazines

All we got was just a cold recurrent broken bottle dream