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The day I came to Hollywood I got off the bus just me and my guitar My hair was all jacked up for Jesus; it got real quiet when I walked in that bar And some big ol' guy just walked on by with a devil tattoo and an earring in his nose Well I tried to introduce myself but no one took the time to say hello So I pulled out my guitar and I launched into a Dolly Parton song And before I knew it coats of many colors began to sing along And it wasn't one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin, dyin' Somebody did somebody wrong songs It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits and chicken country music love song Now I realized this city life must have taken a toll on all these lonesome souls And I couldn't help but wonder what would make a guy wanna wear women's clothes When finally a real man sat next to me and ordered a tequila He turned and smiled and shook my hand and said hi there, my name is Sheila He said I heard you from across the room - is that what they call a mountain music song He said I must admit I laughed at first, then I found myself singin' along And it wasn't one of those lyin', cryin', cheatin, dyin' Somebody did somebody wrong songs It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits and chicken country music love song Well I had a ball, I liked 'em all but I could never call this place my home And as my bus drove by that bar I swore I could hear 'em singin' on And it wasn't one of those lyin', cryin', cheatin, dyin' Somebody did somebody wrong songs It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits and chicken, cow pie kickin' country music love song