When I was just a budding actress
I asked, “Director, what will I be?”
Will I be famous, Will I be rich
Here’s what he said to me.

Lose the bra, the bra
We’re shooting the scene, take three
The fluffer is done, you see
Lose the bra, the bra
Places for next scene

When I was five years in the business
I said “Manager, listen to me.”
I can do drama, I need a change
Here’s what he said to me

Lose the bra, the bra
Your talents lie somewhere else
In fact a boob-job might help
Lose the bra, the bra
Just see Doctor Steve

Now I’m an aging porno veteran
I asked “Producer, what’s it all mean?”
I’ve lost my hopes and all of my dreams
Here’s what he said to me.

You’re washed up, washed up
The good parts are far and few
There’s nothing that I can do
You’re washed up, washed up
Where’s my 10 o’clock