Lyrics

I don't wanna be like my mama, an everyday wife
With not much to show for working hard all my life
I'm gonna be just like Madonna, a material girl
Locked away in my castle full of diamonds and pearls
Who says I'll never make it? That's none of their affair
My days 'round here are number until I can be

Over there in the bright city lights
Spend my days on the beach, go dancin' all night
Gonna drive up the coast with the wind in my hair
Oh my life would be perfect
If I could just be over there

Well I made it to the west coast, the airs a little thick
And I'm working as a waitress 'til I get my big break
Yeah it's just around the corner and you know it's only fair
Am I asking for too much? All I want is to be

Over there in a house in the hills
No more working all weekend just to cover the bills
My own star on the sidewalk, I'm on Vanity Fair
Oh my life would be perfect
If I could just be over there

Oh this sure ain't what I dreamed of, the traffic and the crime
There's no one you can trust here, they cheat you all the time
Be careful what you wish for, be glad for what you've got
The grass might just seem greener, but it's a vacant lot

I wanna be over there on a warm summer day
With a kitchen full of family, the kids outside to play
Gonna drive down that dirt road with the wind in my hair
I don't wanna be perfect I just wanna be
Over there on a snowy Christmas eve
We gather round the fire, all the kids asleep
On an early spring morning with love in the air
I don't wanna be perfect, I just wanna be
Over there