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Well, he sits up there on his leatherette
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Looks through pictures of the ones that he hasn't had yet
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When he thinks he wants a closer look,
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he gets out his little black telephone book
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(He's calling, calling, calling
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He's calling, calling, calling
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He's calling ,calling, calling
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He's calling)
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"Come sit down here beside me, honey.
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Let's have a little heart to heart.
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Now look at me and tell me, darlin',
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how badly do you want this part?
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Are you willing to sacrifice?
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And are you willing to be real nice?
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All your talent and my good taste,
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I'd hate to see it go to waste."
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"We gon' get you an apartment, honey.
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We gon' get you a car.
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(spoken) Yeah, we're gonna take care of you, darlin'.
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We gon' make you a movie star.
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For years I've seen 'em come and go."
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He says, "I've had 'em all, 'ya know.
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I handled everything in my own way.
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I made 'em what they are today."
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After 'while nothin' was pretty.
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After 'while everything got lost.
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Still, his Jacuzzi runneth over.
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Still he just couldn't get off.
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He's just another power junky.
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Just another silk scarf monkey.
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You'd know it if you saw his stuff.
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The man just isn't big enough.
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King of Hollywood
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