She's just a secretary

At a small recording firm

When it comes to music

There ain't nothing she can't learn



And everything she lives and breathes

Is written on an album sleeve

She can tell you who's hot

Who will make it and who will not



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She loves to hear the music

She's got every lyric down

She loves to hear them say

She's got the greatest ears in town



Hangs around a studio

Ain't a rock star she don't know

Sometimes they take her home

But she always wakes up alone



Men that want to marry her

Never satisfied

In rythms that she hears

All that keeps her high



So they turn around and go

And leave her by her radio

She didn't love 'em anyway

Not like she loves the men who play



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She's there at every studio

The first to come, the last to go

Sometimes they take her home

But she always wakes up alone



Years will not be kind to her

Her world is for the young

Bands that played so tightly and knit

Will soon become unstrung



She'll be just another face

Out of town and out of place

When the songs revive again

She'll come to life and tell them when



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She could of been somebody's wife

Music men destroyed her life

Each night she took one home

But she always woke up alone