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Ill make another movie
The same one as the year before
Take a tired idea
Put it in the hands of Hollywood
I need to talk to someone
Ive been living someone elses life
I dont get no mail at my house anymore
My managers bride
Im sitting on a jet plane
Ill see my baby soon enough
I wont take her to the movie
Im worried that the lines become all blurred
I couldnt help but feeling something
When the boss told us to act that way
Im ashamed of my profession
I would do the same again
Ill make another movie
Same one as the year before
Im looking for a story
Something ludicrous to come up from the street
I wont play another heavyweight
I wont play another big John Shaft
Put me in a frock and leave me to recite
Maybe my career will die