Beloved Movie Star Redux

My beloved movie star
 There's more than cold cream in your jar
 When eyebrows arch and lips are dry
 When you're alone at night, you cry
 Stuntmen make you feel secure
 Wrap you up in soft allure
 Your key light's bright, your close-up's now
 This picture could tank, but you'll make out somehow
 Manhattan calls
 Ignore Hong Kong
 Directors ring
 But you stand strong
 Drink champagne
 And celebrate
 The critics call
 And they think you're great
 My beloved movie star
 I have watched you from afar
 So confident and glamorous
 Yeah you make it look so easy to us
 Your agent calls, it's not your week
 It's a younger one that now they seek
 You are the part, why don't they know
 Remember Tallulah, Janet, and Garbo
 Behind you now
 See someone there
 She looks like you
 With blonder hair
 A newer one
 With a younger glow
 So you just cry all night
 In your bungalow
 My beloved movie star
 Now I know just where you are
 Up on a hill, in the backseat of a car
 You're my beloved movie star