King of Hollywood Lyrics

Well, he sits up there on his leatherette
Looks through
pictures of the ones that 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
He's calling, calling, calling
He's
calling ,calling, calling
He's calling)
Come sit down here beside me, honey.
Let's 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 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 car. (Spoken) yeah, 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, 'ya know.
I handled
everything in my own way.
I made 'em what they are
today.
After 'while nothin' was pretty.

After '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