My beloved movie star
Theres more than cold cream in your jar
When eyebrows arch and lips are dry
When youre alone at night, you cry
Stuntmen make you feel secure
Wrap you up in soft allure
Your key lights bright, your close-ups now
This picture could tank, but youll make out somehow
Can you hear the surf in malibu
The red tide there is calling you
You are the part, why dont they know
Remember tallulah, janet, and garbo
Behind you now
See someone there
She looks like you
With blonder hair
A newer one
With a younger glow
So you just cry all night
In your bungalow
My beloved movie star
Now I know just where you are
Up on a hill, in the backseat of a car
Youre my beloved movie star