rita’s got an interesting problem… she don’t have time for no dates. looks like she made it, international fame and all the trimmings on her plate.

strap in babe, a wild, wild ride… she’ll make a pile while she can. she can’t remember faces… lovers of friends but she’ll dig it while she still has fans.

the trouble with flyin’… you never know how high you get till the fall… trouble with leavin’ the ground… you never feel safe till your feet touch down. stop a while and think it over… shiny things always come with a price… put yourself back together…

it’s all part of normal life

a broken girl hungry for a second chance… he swept her off of her feet. she took him for a ride and treated him fine… she gave him all the boy could need. time went by and she fell in love… he talked her into seeing the judge… never been so high as that day in the sun… now he’s ex number one.

the trouble with flyin’… you never know how high you get till the fall… trouble with leavin’ the ground… you never feel safe till your feet touch down. stop a while and think it over… shiny things always come with a price… put yourself back together…

it’s all part of normal life

all of this runnin’ all this reachin’ and clawin’… all this blood… sweat… and tears… seems so important in the here and now… it won’t matter in a hundred years.

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rita lost her beautiful mansion in may… everything’s up in flames. seems there’d been some trouble coverin’ the bills… it might have been the only way. jump out the door and pull the chord and pop yourself a golden ‘chute. you don’t remember askin’ to be born… there’s nothin’ left for you to prove.

the trouble with flyin’… you never know how high you get till the fall… trouble with leavin’ the ground… you never feel safe till your feet touch down. stop a while and think it over… shiny things always come with a price… put yourself back together…

it’s all part of normal…
…………all part of normal…
……….all part of normal life