Twinkle Twinkle

Way back in the good old days, things weren't really all that good
We grew up with the TV on, we learned how from Hollywood
We learned how from Hollywood
Riding my headphones on in the back of my mama's car
Winding down that dirty road, town was close but it felt far
Town was close but it felt far
Drive-in movies, Coca-Cola, sweet 16, that kiss of death
Don't you cry when you should laugh, babe, I smell liquor on your breath
I smell liquor on your breath
If it don't break you, it might just make you rich
You might not get there and on the way it's a bitch
Gettin' by, gettin' high, feeling like a lowlife bum
Racked up debt, couldn't pay my rent, pissin' off til kingdom come
Pissin' off til kingdom come
Mother Mary, geez Louise, I was having a ball until I threw it too far
Playin' dives, tryin' to stay alive, twinkle, twinkle, little star
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
If it don't break you, it might just make you rich
You might not get there and on the way it's a bitch
It's a bitch
But then I won the lottery, I struck gold and they picked me
Winner winner, chicken dinner, hello, Mama, look at me
Hello, Mama, look at me
Now everything's turned inside out, they wanna put me on a big TV
Everybody wants to know how I feel and what I think
How I feel and what I think
If it don't break you, it might just make you rich
You might not get there and on the way it's a bitch
Don't you know it's a bitch?
It's a bitch