Well, he sits up there
on his leatherette
looks through pictures
of the ones he hasn’t had yet
When he thinks he wants
a closer look
he gets out his little black
telephone book

He’s calling calling calling…

Come sit down beside me honey
Let’s have a little heart to heart
Now look at me and tell me honey
How badly do you want this part?

Are you willing to sacrifice?
Are you willing to be real nice?
All your talent and my good taste
I’d hate to see it go to waste

We gon’ get you an apartment honey
We gon’ get you a brand new car
Yeah and we’re gonna take care of you darlin’
We gon’ make you a movie star

“For years I’ve seen ’em come and go”
He says, “I’ve had ’em all you know
I handled everything in my own way
I made ’em what they are today”

After a while nothin’ was pretty
After a while everything got lost
Still, his Jacuzzi runneth over
Still, he just couldn’t get off

He’s just another power junky
Just another silk-scarf monkey
You’d know it if you saw his stuff
The man just isn’t big enough

Henly–Frey

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