There was a story my uncle told me once
About a girl who had more problems than a flower by the highway
He told me she had the name of an animal
But he couldn't remember what one
This girl had a fire inside
That everyone envied
So they called her names and pushed her around
And tried dousing her flames with the waters of doubt
"You can't do that" they would chant
"Try as you might, you'll never be that"
So she left, took the next bus outa town
Packed her bags and followed her dreams
Of making it big, and one day being on the silver screen
She was dead set on rocking their world
By showing them that they couldn't tie her down
She was the hand that was going to shake the world

And if you head east
But not quite to the coast
You can find her out there
Even to this day
Living her life out loud
And making sure that everyone knows it