Somewhere In Hollywood - 10cc

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)