When the ballroom splendor and the glitzy glamour boys fall flat like cheap champagne,
When the swirl of excitement and the sparkling smiles have fled into the folds of the night,
When the haunts you once admired and the simple things you adored
Seem like a fraud of petty trinkets,
When the day has broken and the smooth words spoken and your finest moments spent,
When the ache of wanting beauty and the lure of perfection leaves you alone and weeping,
When you hit the big time,
When you hit the big time
Stars and starlets
When the swirl of excitement and the sparkling smiles have fled into the folds of the night,
When the haunts you once admired and the simple things you adored
Seem like a fraud of petty trinkets,
When the day has broken and the smooth words spoken and your finest moments spent,
When the ache of wanting beauty and the lure of perfection leaves you alone and weeping,
When you hit the big time,
When you hit the big time
Stars and starlets