Written by Stevie Nicks and Mike Campbell.





Rhinestone collections all the time

I wonder what Greta would say



Another lady another time

Another heartbroken state of mind

Alone in her chambers she dreams of her home

Outside she's got a movie star view

Outcries well where will the kings go

Where will the kings go now

She's got her eyes wide open

And she's ready to stare you down

She says in words unspoken she's from out of town

Well some cry well I really don't dance down

Stormy weather it cuts like a knife



She's got her bags packed

And she's off to the valley where the

sun meets the sea

You understand that

She wants to live by the ocean

And no one is pleased

She gets a house in the mountains

The next day the next day she leaves the station



Do you really want to change her

Or is it your right



Ooh alone in her chambers she dreams of her home

In a very real way she's the purist art form

I bet she said just how many art lovers can one

Get to know

She doesn't have an hour

She doesn't have five minutes

She's got to go!



She's got her bags packed

And she's off to the valley where the

sun meets the sea

You understand that

She wants to live by the ocean

And no one is pleased

She gets a house in the mountains

The next day

the next day she leaves the station



I wonder what Greta would say

Well I wonder what Greta would say

I wonder what Greta would say

Ooh she's got a movie star view

Oh well where will the kings go

Where will the kings go now

Say Greta