Freebird lived upstairs at the Hummingbird Hotel
She waited tables for the man downstairs at the grill
"I'm gonna fly someday," she said, "just like my name
With coffee on table four, the man
Over there wants it with extra cream"
Tobacco-coated fingertips and nails done bright red
Mascara window frames to the souls that seldom bare
These men, they're all the same, they love and they leave you blind
"I'm gonna fly someday," she said, "just like my name
With coffee on table four, the man
Over there wants it with extra cream"
Tobacco-coated fingertips and nails done bright red
Mascara window frames to the souls that seldom bare
These men, they're all the same, they love and they leave you blind
"I'm gonna fly someday," she said, "just like my name
With coffee on table four, the man
Over there wants it with extra cream"
Tattoo-covered body showing pictures of her scrambled dreams
Skeletons and angels on her skin with broken wings
"There ain't no future here at this Hummingbird Hotel and Grill"
She said, "Smoking cigarettes all day and
Popping these little white ephedrine pills"
Harley Davidson, take me down Highway One
Through cotton fields and river towns before I turn thirty-one
On this lonely, lonely road
On this lonely road
Freebird, she don't work no more at the Hummingbird Hotel
Asked the man about her, he said, "Don't you know she killed herself?"
"I'm gonna fly someday," she said, "just like my name
I'm gonna rise up high on these motorcycles and cycle wings"
Harley Davidson, take me down Highway One
Through cotton fields and river towns before I turn thirty-one
On this lonely, lonely road
On this lonely road
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