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If Elvis was the king
Why can't I be the queen
I can kinda-sorta sing
I can be likeable when I wanna be
Hopefully someday I'll be
Somebody notable, quotable

I'm really far from Abbey Road
The Beatles knew their way around the music notes
Will I ever be good enough
To be compared to no one else
The radio is overflowed with stuff
Jimi Hendrix owned the stage
He set a fire
Knelt beside it
Then he smashed his Stratocaster guitar
All the legendary moments stolen away
What's mine going to be?

Nashville, Nashville
Carry all my dreams
Johnny Cash-ville give me reason to sing
'Cause if I make it to the top
Like all my idols before me
I'm never gonna start to stop being the queen
Being the queen
Being the—

Getting close to reality
Of the fantasy
But Mama, hey, you're still insane
For supporting me
Is Vera Lynn watching over me?
Hey Elton wish that we could meet
I wrote a song I'd like to hear you sing
Maybe it's enough I have your voices on my phone
Michael Jackson is still living in my radio
Listen to the headphones and I think that—
No, I know, I wanna be like them

Nashville, Nashville
Carry all my dreams
Johnny Cash-ville give me reason to sing
'Cause if I make it to the top
Like all my idols before me
I'm never gonna start to stop being the queen
Being the queen
Being the—

And you travel so far
Forget who you are
But the world will remember
Who you became
After you came to fame
I won't waste my name
Because I've got a good name
So much to say

John Lennon, I've imagined all you said
Our life on Earth
Is birth, then life, then death
Just a blink and soon
I'll be gone too

So hello, goodbye
I've got so much to do
So much to do
Too much to I do

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