Son of a Preacher Man

Today I went out on a movie call I saw a million nervous faces I knew them all Hollywood movie girls We're all wearing our one good interview dress The one showin' our legs Aah, we're lookin' our best Now, who will be chosen for the screen test? It's your guess Hollywood movie girls And each and every potential star Drives home in the night in her economy car Whoever thought home would be a one-room flat? Well, as simple as that Hollywood movie girls Each morning up early to call on the 'phone Agents, producers, oh, they're never at home Like door-to-door salesmen, we are selling ourselves Ooh, nothing else Hollywood movie girls And each and every potential star Drives home in the night in her economy car Whoever thought home would be a one-room flat? Well, as simple as that Hollywood movie girls And just about bedtime each one of us asks Tell me, when will I make it to the big-time at last? Oh, small parts you're offered Aah, but those too shall pass Nothing lasts Hollywood movie girls Yeah, and each and every potential star Drives home in the night in her economy car Whoever thought home would be a one-room flat? Well, as simple as that Hollywood movie girls Oh, star light, star bright, won't you wish on me tonight? Wish I may, wish I might Shine your light for me