Story Behind The Song
This song is based on a real girl who was a friend of mine.
Song Description
This is the story about a girl named Bobbi who gave everything she had to become everything she wanted,... except for happy.
Song Length |
4:29 |
Genre |
Pop - Alternative, Pop - Rock |
Tempo |
Multiple Tempos |
Lead Vocal |
Mixed Vocals |
Mood |
Exultant, Poignant |
Subject |
Dreams, Regret |
Similar Artists |
Warren Zevon, The Wallflowers |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Bobbi was a girl from Upland California.
A pretty little thing with big dreams and nothin' to lose.
Here daddy always told her, "Girl you're gonna be in movies...
...standin' on stage in sequins and singin' the blues."
He said, "Ooh, baby, doo, doo, doo...
...you're gonna be a big star, baby doo, doo, doo...
...girl you know, you're goin' far, baby doo, doo, doo...
...Bobbi just remember who you are..."
Bobbi left home to go up to the city.
Found herself a place to stay a little hole in the wall.
Knockin' on doors and waitin' on tables for money.
Prayin' for the day,... she'd get the call.
Gonna be a big star, yeah you know I'm goin' far.
Gonna be a big star, yeah, Oh oh...
Bobbi got a call from NBC on a Teusday.
They said, "Hey pretty thing we think we've got something for you...
...There's a TV show with doctors on everything Thursday...
...You've got fifteen seconds to tell me what you're goin' to do."
And he said, "Ooh, baby, doo, doo, doo...
...you're gonna be a big star, baby doo, doo, doo...
...girl you know, you're goin' far, baby doo, doo, doo...
...you're gonna raise the bar..."
Then the whirlwind came of mass acclaim, her name in lights above.
And every now and then, she'd remember when she gave up all that she loved.
It was somewhere in the middle of all the hooplah,...
...between the autographs, the photoshoots and baloons,...
...when she noticed that her heart was empty,...
...and the little girl who had those big dreams, was nowhere to be found.
Yeah it's too damn easy, sometimes to forget just who we are.
Just a little bit. Just a little too easy,...
Just a little bit. Just a little too easy,... too easy to forget just who we are.
Just a little bit. Just a little too easy,... too easy to forget just who we are.
Just a little bit. Just a little too easy,... too easy to forget just who we are.
Just a little bit. Just a little too easy,... too easy to forget just who we are.
Just a little bit. Just a little too easy,... too easy to forget just who we are...
Daddy what would you think of me now?