Well he sits up there on his leatherette And looks through pictures of the ones that he hasnt had yet When he thinks he wants a closer look He gets out his little black telephone book (Hes calling) (Hes calling) (Hes calling) (Hes calling)
Come sit down here beside me honey Lets have a little heart to heart Now look at me and tell me darlin How badly do you want this part? Are you willing to sacrifice And are you willing to be real nice All that talent and my good taste Id hate to see it go to waste
We gon get you an apartment, honey We gon get you a car Yeah, we gon take care of you, darlin We gon make you a movie star For years I have seen em come and go He says, "I have had em all, ya know" I handled everything in my own way I made em what they are today
After while, nothing was pretty After while, everything got lost Still, his jacuzzi runneth over Still, he just couldnt get off Hes just another power junky Just another silk-scarf monkey Youd know it if you saw his stuff The man just isnt big enough
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