Karaoke Queen August Ponthier

Signed on the line at 18, got left in the cold
Never made a sound that wasn't packaged and sold
Dropped by a major, she fell out of favor
And got on the first plane back home
Bitter and bored, getting looks at the store
Hiding her head, getting mad at the radio
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Needed a drink, so she went to a hole in the wall
Once her drinks are leaving rings, they turned on the disco ball
And a biker who's 60 shoots down his whiskey to sing an old ABBA song
Now they're calling her up or they're calling her bluff
It's been a while since she's picked up the microphone
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Now she's singing:
Aaaahhhhh
Karaoke queen
Aaaahhhhh
She's living out her dream
Aaaahhhhh
She's the karaoke, karaoke queen
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She reaches out her hand to the woman who's singing alone
After she's done, they're screaming for just one more song
And for those couple minutes when everyone listened, all of her troubles were gone
Chanting her name with her new lick of fame, you know that she's coming back every Saturday
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Now she's singing:
Aaaahhhhh
Karaoke queen
Aaaahhhhh
She's living out her dream
Aaaahhhhh
She's the karaoke, karaoke queen
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Karaoke queen
Karaoke queen