Don Dixon - Abe Lincoln lyrics

I could've been Abe Lincoln sportin' fifty dollar gla**es Standing at the bar throwing all the girls pa**es Standing in the rain at the end of the line Trying to steal something that'll never be mine You could've been Jean Harlow eating popcorn at the movies Still trying to make me listen to some old Flamin' Groovies Standing on the corner of Hollywood and Vine Trying to give me something that will never be mine You're fading slow Like a bloodstain on my sleeve And I'm learning faster and faster Just what it takes to leave Well I could've been a saint and not a rank backslider Praying in a cell but I was so deep inside of her Sitting on the tracks with a bottle of wine Trying to find something that will never be mine But you're fading slow Like a bloodstain on my sleeve And I'm learning faster and faster Just what it takes to leave And I'm learning faster and faster Just what it takes to leave Yeah Could've been that blonde in that big red Cadillac Flying down the Avenue B, baby Screaming "Balls to you, daddy" I ain't never coming back Smiling through the gla** like an angel divine Just another kiss that will never be mine But you're fading slow Like a bloodstain on my sleeve And I'm learning faster and faster Just what it takes to leave But you're fading slow Like a bloodstain on my sleeve And I'm learning faster and faster Just what it takes to leave