All the way to Chatanooga,
You were signing Hallelujah.
I'm so sick of me and you
And I can't wait to be a star in hollywood.

While you were nodding off to sleep,
And I stopped off to take a leak,
When I got tired of hearing you dream
Of every crappy movie that you've ever seen.

It coulda been free.
It would have been beautiful.

Well I can't help it if you never got to California.
But you kept fogging up the windows, I shoulda warned ya
Not to kiss that boy in Abilene.

We haven't had a thing to eat in nearly almost half a week
And I've been sleeping on my feet,
Trying to bum a dollar on an empty street.

Well I'll be sure to say "Hello" to Squeaky Frome and Jackie O.
Listening to ELO, the Eagles and the best of Barry Manilow.
It coulda been me. It could've been beautiful.
It coulda been me. It could've been beautiful.

Well I can't help it if you never got to California.
But you kept fogging up the window, I shoulda warned ya
Not to kiss that boy in Abilene.

Well I can't help it if you never got to California.
But you kept fogging up the window, I shoulda warned ya
Not to kiss that boy in Abilene.


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Abilene song meanings
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