Overheard in the Bellagio on the strip.
I’m just a painted lady now,
Stranded on a rock.
Posing for the tourists is my lot.
My plans? They went astray somehow.
Stardom didn’t knock.
You think I dreamed of this? I did not.
I’ll get away from here I vow.
Tonight at twelve o’clock
I’m going home to live as I was taught.