He met her in a town where they wear next to nothing Always fighting about the boys and the clothes and the loving That they're never gonna get, till they move away from here
He saw her in the back room putting on her perfume Caught a little glance but he never took the chance And he turned around walking, tryin' hard to hide the fear
She's just a rock'n roll small town girl with a Rolling Stone Dreams of living in Hollywood town so far from home She sees a picture in a magazine wants to be a beauty queen Spending every night with another guy Just a rock'n roll girl with a copy of Rolling Stone
She stepped out off the bus thought a cutie was a shoe-in Little money in her hand didn't know what she was doing So she bought herself a room that she sold to another guy
They would show her all the corvettes, riding down sunset Knew it was a crime but she didn't have the time For anything, anyone who couldn't try to get her high
My Rolling Stone My Rolling Stone Walking slowly uptown My Rolling Stone So far from home My Rolling Stone Always dreamed of this life Who would have known? My Rolling Stone
Where you gonna go when you're dreams been mistaken? All the stories that you heard about the money they are making And the promises that lie on the golden streets of Vine
Back home with the fresh paint drying on the back gate Wave a little hi to the folks you said goodbye to Hoping that you find the words to make it fine