Lyrics
Miguel sits at the corner store with skin like terra cotta pottery
Waiting for a bus, a bus
With a hat like Billy Jack's, a smile like Freddie Prinze
He comes and he goes with the dust
He comes and goes with the dust
Looking out his window world as the desert skies open up and introduce
The stars that dance in space
But he falls fast asleep with a dream that he keeps
Underneath his pillow case
Underneath his pillow case
Underneath his pillow case
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Carry me, whoever you are
Waiting with masses for the rites of passage
Wishing on a superstar
Wishing on a superstar
Wishing on a superstar
Stacy adds to her billfold and slides down a brass pole
For free drinks and a bigger tip (so tip)
Posing from a good home that haunts when she's all alone
She sheds what she cannot strip
She sheds what she cannot strip
She sheds what she needs to strip
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Show us the way, show us the way
Cause we want to be loved and we want to be saved
And we all want to be ok, and we all want to be ok
But we don't have the means to pay
But we don't have the means to pay
And I don't have the means to pay
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Miguel sits at the corner store smoking on a cigarette
He bummed off a punk with a "gangsta hood"
Stacy takes a drag and puts her hands on his back
And they walk towards Hollywood
And they walk towards Hollywood
And they walk like they're Hollywood
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