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..