Lyrics

Got a dollar in my pocket
I wish that I could spend
But when the bone grabs a monkey
Well then it all just depends

It was early in the morning
When I heard you said
It was just your imagination
Cause you only got twenty five cents

Some stars shine on forever
Most others just fade away

How?d you get to look so good?
You?re amateur is a perfect fit
There?s a million little girls that would follow you down
To imitations-ville

Can you feel the storm brewing out ahead?
A commodity you trade and sell again
Now you?re high and you know it
And there?s something lurking in your way

Some stars shine on forever
Most others just fade away