Star, star, wonderful, beautiful
The makeup bag s out, and the stylists look hazy,
the studio lights go on, and the manager
goes crazy.
And the girl in the chair,
she looks afraid to be a star.
The backing track is rolling,
the girl is on her mark
Her mother watches,
howling from a crowd full of sharks
And everybody says, she'll be a star
The re cord's been out for a week,
it's on the radio
The promises they say they'll
keep on the television shows
And the press will come
like the tide of the sea
For the word is out,
come and see the making of a star
Star, shining star
Wonderful, beautiful
Star, shining star
Wonderful, beautiful
Many enslaved in a white legacy,
accountants and lawyers and artists hardly seen, paving
the way towards the ultimate,
to be a superstar.
Requests for appearances keep pouring in.
Off to
Hollywood, where all the
greats have been
Today just doesn't seem
long enough to be a star
The records are all at the top
Of every chart I know
The focus is on your very own
Television show
But later find, when she's all on her own
She breaks down in tears,
out of feeling alone
But the crowd will roar,
they will ask no more
Can't you see, can't you see,
can't see
She's a star, shining star
Wonderful, beautiful
Star, shining star, wonderful,
beautiful
STRONG!
SHINING
STRONG!
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