I packed everything I own and I put it in a knapsack Leavin Birmingham, yes, I am, aint never gonna look back I bought me a guitar and wrote me a song Played it to the DJ on the telephone Now Im goin out to Hollywood, feelin good, yes, I am Hello L.A., byebye Birmingham Im ridin on a Greyhound bus across the Tennessee borderline Eatin up a po boy sandwich, sneakin drinks from a quart of wine I got to get off at the next stop Tickets only good to Little Rock But Im goin out to Hollywood, feelin good, yes, I am Woo, hello L.A., byebye Birmingham Well, I got mixed up with a big city woman in Little Rock Had to spend a week one night in th county jail I had to take a twoday job to get my guitar outta hock But thats the way it gos when you aint got the dough to make bail Knock me out I done run out of transportation funds, I had to hitchhike I caught a ride with a longhaired tattooed dude on a motorbike And folks are gonna know that Im in town Heads are gonna turn when they hear my sound Im goin out to Hollywood, feelin good, yes, I am Oh, hello L.A., byebye Birmingham Woo, hello L.A. Byebye Birmingham Gonna be a star, yes, I are Up in Hollywood, California Im comin to you, dont you know Today, Hollywood, tomorrow, the world Hello L.A., byebye Birmingham Hello L.A., byebye Birmingham Hello L.A., byebye Birmingham
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