That's Show Biz Lyrics

(Sound of phone ringing)

(Fraternity Records)
SPOKEN: Uh, hello. Uh, I haven't had any experience, but I've
written a song that my Mother thinks is pretty good and, and I
think you oughta record it, because all my friends would buy it.

(I'm sorry, we're not interested)

But Mister!

(Sorry, kid, that's Show Biz)

While ridin' in my jalopy
I wrote a song last night
Bet you could sell a million copies
Just see if I'm not right
Won't you please record it, record it
Ple-e-e-e-ase
(Sorry, kid, that's Show Biz)

It must have taken ten minutes
To write this big hit song
It's got a lot o' gimicks in it
You just couldn't go wrong
Won't you please record it, record it
Ple-e-e-e-ase
(Sorry, kid, that's Show Biz)

But I've taken it around
To guys all over town
I gotta find a company
That wants to take a chance on me
Won't you please sign me
And get behind me
And let me have a hit
I could, I know
Got a cool, cool group
Who could back me on the side
Man, you'd really flip your toup, umm-umm
You'll get goosebumps on your hide
If you just record it, record it
Ple-e-e-e-ase
(Sorry, kid, that's Show Biz)
Ah, come on

(Instrumental Break)
But I've taken it around
To guys all over town
I gotta find a company
That wants to take a chance on me
Won't you please sign me
And get behind me
And let me have a hit
I could, I know

Got a cool, cool group
Who could back me on the side
Man, you'd really flip your toup, yeah-yeah
You'll get goosebumps on your hide
If you just record it, record it
Come on
(Sorry, kid, that's Show Biz)

SPOKEN: Well, I guess I'll just have to start my own company,
Mister.

(What are you gonna call your company, son?)

Well, how about Flattery Label?

(That's good, kid. That'll get you nowhere!)