Send The Man Over

In a rented room

Above a Hollywood bar with my money gone

The ragged curtains blowing in the window

Lying hungry and alone

With no one to call, not even my folks

For the means to go on

Wondering if I lose my nerve

Or answer the phone

When the desk clerk calls to say

A stranger's on his way

Up the stairs to share my bed

Will I stay or slip away

I know an actress has to make sacrifices

But what a price to pay

And when I called my agent today

The conversation went this way

Chorus:

Send in anyone from Metro or Warners

Leave a call from me

Well then what about Paramount or NBC

"You say there's nothing today?"

Just an interesting gentleman caller

With a burning request

I said send the man over, I guess

With a script and the cash

Just some poor white trash

From a bayou town and a driftwood shack

I was craddled by a Cajun Mama

Deserted by a Cherokee dad

Then at seventeen a Georgia drifter came

And we made it to L.A.

And when I called my agent today

The conversation went this way

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Now I hear footsteps out in the hall

Mama's pictures turned to the wall

A young actress must give her all

Pay her dues, play her role

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