The King Of Hollywood — текст песни (Eagles)

Well he sits up there on his leatherette
And looks through pictures of the ones
that he hasn`t had yet
When he thinks he wants a closer look
He gets out his little black telephone book
(He`s calling)
(He`s calling)
(He`s calling)
(He`s calling)

Come sit down here beside me honey
Let`s have a little heart to heart
Now look at me and tell me darlin`
How badly do you want this part?
Are you willing to sacrifice
And are you willing to be real nice
All that talent and my good taste
I`d hate to see it go to waste

We gon` get you an apartment, honey
We gon` get you a car
Yeah, we gon` take care of you, darlin`
We gon` make you a movie star
For years I`ve seen `em come and go
He says, "I`ve had `em all, ya know"
I handled everything in my own way
I made `em what they are today

After `while, nothing was pretty
After `while, everything got lost
Still, his jacuzzi runneth over
Still, he just couldn`t get off
He`s just another power junky
Just another silk-scarf monkey
You`d know it if you saw his stuff
The man just isn`t big enough