In neonelton john(elton john/bernie taupin)lipstick and lashes, the traces of stardomlit up on a billboard so everyone sees them in neonbehind a counter she stares out the windowup at the billboard that's like a reminder in neonshe hates how she feels but she hangs like a mirrormaybe a stranger could walk in and see her in neonfor two cents of danger she'd trust anybodyshe'd smoke like a gun if it meants she might wind up -chorusin neon the dreams in the light of a promise that diesa shimmering city, a glimmer of hope and a liein neon the name's gone there's no reason why anymoretrust them and wind up alone behind a locked doorin neon, in neon...pictures and patterns, the touches of glamourcut into fashion that flashs above 'em in neona hot cup of coffee held in her fingersa perfect complexion that lingers above her in neonshe hates how she feels but she hangs like a mirrormaybe a stranger could walk in and see her in neonfor a shot at the title, she'd slip into somethingshe'd smoulder like ashes if it meant she might wind up -in neon...chorus