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Turned up in another town
Turned up in another town


Changed the name for this spotlight
Changed her name for the spotlight


Singing like a bluebird in a sequinned gown
Singing like a bluebird in a sequinned gown
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Reversing back into the limelight
Reversing back into the limelight


No one ever saw it even half-plastered
No one ever saw her even half-plastered




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(???????) of a soldier boy throw their bonnets in the air
(?? Urges ??) of a soldier boy  


Self-made men who pledged their fortunes
Throw their bonnets in the air
 
Self-made men who had pledged their fortunes


And dream of her, and dream of her
And dream of her, and dream of her

Revision as of 02:40, 27 April 2008

You should wear your red galoshes

Walking o'er the city pride

Streets are paved with heaven's pennies

Gutters full of suicide


Teddy steadily fell from grace

Somewhere near Arcadia

Once she overheard a voice

She didn't hear on the radio


Velvet gloves and country clubs

Were never gonna hold her

Wringing the necks of silly southern belles

Who wanted to scold her


Don't bring me down

I'm trouble bound

Who's on red alert?

Who made Stella hurt?


Teddy soon dropped out of sight

Turned up in another town

Changed her name for the spotlight

Singing like a bluebird in a sequinned gown


She finally fell and married well

But I knew it wouldn't last

Reversing back into the limelight

No one ever saw her even half-plastered


Don't bring me down

I'm trouble bound

Who's on red alert?

Who made Stella hurt?


(?? Urges ??) of a soldier boy

Throw their bonnets in the air

Self-made men who had pledged their fortunes

And dream of her, and dream of her


Generals in the commissary

Opened up a case of wine

Check the perfume of the cork

Said "Made in 1929"


They used her up to raise morale

For money and old glory

Her voice was shot beyond repair

But this is not the last act of the story


The night is black as cracked shellac

Abandoned in an attic

Stella is silent as the grave

Until the needle drags you through the static


Don't bring me down

I'm trouble bound

Who's on red alert?

Who made Stella hurt?