Somewhere In Hollywood
Down on the casting couch
A star is gonna be born
A star with the stature of a harlow
Who's doomed
And groomed to enrapture
All her co-stars, & stuntmen, the co-stars
Oh, let there be lights, action, sound
Lights, action, sound - roll `em!
Out in the mezzanine
On the arm of a dumb marine
Her beauty looks out like a trailer
Norman mailer
Waits to nail her
He's under the bed
And he's waiting for her to be dead
He's out on the patio
With his polaroid & scenario
And he's armed & he's dangerously....
Close was the weather
When i was a kid
She gave me a feather from her gown
To cool me down, to cool me down
And i was the galley slave
Who lost his heart when the ship went down
Lights, action, sound
Roll `em
I had a part in the talkies
When you were a little girl
I've taken lassie for walkies
When she was the pup that vaudeville threw up
And destiny lead her
Hand in paw to somewhere
In hollywood
That's crazy, a dog up in beverly hills
Crazy, crazy
La, la, la, la, la.... (you better lie low)
