Hey Montana, take your daughter back
From the bathrooms of Angeles Vall
She believes in destiny
Her name's always misspelled
Waitressing to pay the rent
Drinks to quell the smell
Of people breathing way too close
Folks who don't mean well
No one sees the color of your eyes
No one sees you smile
No one knows the secrets that you hide
No one sees you cry
She parks her car two blocks away
From apartment 15A
She walks with somber in her step
And scores along the way
Lose your hue, you tiny thing
Dropping patron's wine
Singing to your own sad song
Two feet stuck in the mire
No one sees the color of your eyes
No one sees you smile
No one knows the secrets that you hide
No one sees you cry
From the bathrooms of Angeles Vall
She believes in destiny
Her name's always misspelled
Waitressing to pay the rent
Drinks to quell the smell
Of people breathing way too close
Folks who don't mean well
No one sees the color of your eyes
No one sees you smile
No one knows the secrets that you hide
No one sees you cry
She parks her car two blocks away
From apartment 15A
She walks with somber in her step
And scores along the way
Lose your hue, you tiny thing
Dropping patron's wine
Singing to your own sad song
Two feet stuck in the mire
No one sees the color of your eyes
No one sees you smile
No one knows the secrets that you hide
No one sees you cry
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