she came, just lookin' for fun
on the california coast
he was a movie director, well-known
she made some films with this old guy
some innocent, some blue
heard from her kin, she had been barred from home
yeah...she had been barred from home

more parts, she'd land
but he's stringin' along that goadin' bitch
she watched her fame crumble, cause of that man
and after quite a while...she grew twisted and morose
why is my life in decline ?, she would whine

all those hollywood types...makin' hollywood films
no, your look ain't quite right...for the part we must fill
get your name up in lights...that must be such a thrill
but still you must fight...just to show off your skills

she headed south
and her phone never rang...and that ain't good
lost her old friends...every last soul
she had been born with a face...that was sure to bring her fame
her aging face was now takin' its toll

night after night...day after day...she tried on and on
then came that morning, when it finally dawned
the public, uncarin', now frowned at the sight of her face
she packed her bags and she headed back home

all those hollywood types...makin' hollywood films
no, your look ain't quite right...for the part we must fill
get your name up in lights...that must be such a thrill
but still you must fight...just to show off your skills