Dejame Amarte
Hear you crying
Sorry Jenny...
I wish I lying
There is nothing here for me to say...
To keep you from dying
You get these visions in your head
Of me and someone else, in my bed
But the truth of the matter is, I only see you
So keep your distance
I'll only tell you that I miss this
There is no one that can take your place
Girl I really mean it
There is no one that can take your place
And as I lie here all alone
I want to be in your arms so badly
And yeah, you know I'm done
And forever in love with you
As I
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, and 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 and scenario
And he's armed and 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)