She was a part-time waitress with a dream of greatness That nobody knew of or even suspected Though it was sometimes reflected in the slant of a mirror It was buried so deep and so dear
She caught the eye of a guy passing by who said "My, if I prove to be faithless, you'll surely know why Oh, why? You'll probably know why" Then again you may say "Mister, you've got a nerve Most of us never get just what we deserve" I'll smile sweetly "I'm here at your service"
And the camera walks us through into a sunlit room Where a one-hit wonder lives And he says, "Action" and, "That's a take" You are my most beautiful mistake
"It's not your reputation I'm trying to besmirch" "I'm here undercover, I'm writing this screenplay" "You might be my inspiration, it's beyond my control" "So it's my soulful and wounded expression, that you'd like to console? "
There's a hand that lingers a little too long There are lies you will hear, that they're singing right now Right here, right here in this song
And the lens pulls the focus on his magnum opus He's a one-hit wonder kid And he says, "Action" and, "That's a take" You are my most beautiful mistake
He made a portrait of her face out of burnt out matches She said "The trouble is, Sunshine, I know what the catch is You'll offer me nothing, you'll offer me riches I've seen your kind before in courtroom sketches"
From the booth in the corner From a different perspective Where a man plays the fool or a private detective He wrote her name out in sugar on a Formica counter "You could be the game that captures the hunter" Then he went out for cigarettes As the soundtrack played The Marvelettes
Let me check the script Check the continuity You'll be up on that screen for eternity The billboard will spit "That look! That's it! " Take a little pill and you will get over it The light will hit you if you drop that hint Now "Cut" and "Print"
And the camera walks us through into a low-lit room Where a one-hit wonder lives And he says, "Action" and "That's a take" You are my most beautiful mistake
She left a tip in the jar and a note at the door It said, "I'm going away, I won't be back anymore If the call should come later to commute my sentence" "Dance a little jig for my repentance" "Dance a little jig for my repentance" "Dance a little jig for my repentance"
Compositor: Declan Patrick Aloysius Mac-manus ECAD: Obra #32347982