Judith Owen - Train Out Of Hollywood lyrics

I've got a friend and he can't see How living the high life might just be A perfect disguise for someone.... Who's in pain And he works in a bar and he tells me That if he tries really hard, then he might just be A beautiful star cause that's all he really needs To make him mend inside Callie, your running out of time Callie, your going down in style Come on..swallow your pride And get on a train out of Hollywood Look at me I've been such a fool Thinking fame would do What only time could do Hoping I would be alright If I could have a perfect life Just like you.....Callie Funny how those who would chase fame Tend to be those in the greatest pain Searching for highs that would reach Into their very grain (Oh Callie...) Pack up your bags and your mistakes And if you're going to sing, sing for art's sake Don't give it all in to a beast That has no name Callie, your running out of time Callie, your going down in style Come on..swallow your pride And get on a train out of Hollywood