Travelling the world, seeing the sights
Paris today, Rome tomorrow
Soon Alaska and the Northern Lights
But where is her home
Leaving Texas at eighteen
Nothing in Lubbock to hold her
Despite being the Prom Queen
The early years many a blur
Trailer trash, no future ahead
So many family members
Nonstop stories about the dead
Moonshine bring out tempers
Her looks helped out; modelling called
New York become her base
And the catwalk crowd were enthralled
But to lay her head she needed a place