Oh, Lord,
   If you ain't busy up there,
   I ask for help with a prayer
   So please don't give me the air
   Oh, hear me Lord,
   I wanna see Garbo in person
   With Gable when they rehearsin'
   While some director is cursin'.
   Please let me open up my eyes at seven
   And find I'm looking through the Golden Gate
   And walking right into my movie heaven,
   While some executive tells me I'll be great
   Oh, Lord,
   I know how friendly you are
   If I'm not going too far,
   Be nice and make me a star.