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