"Big Star" lyrics

"Big Star"

If I was to bet, I would say you were someone
When I say "someone" I mean fairly well known
Maybe he could make me a big star?
I can overhear the two men talking
One said he wrote a magazine called 'Raygun'
I think he said his name was "Marvin"

But you should know, truth be told, I'm just so shy
But you could try and come and make me a big star
We could do the cover shoot by the pool bar
Then maybe you could make me a big star

He said he lives in Laurel Canyon
I've never been, but it sounds exciting
Oh look, he's brought his own book with him
Maybe I should just walk over
Think I should've worn a better outfit
Then I could've made friends with Marvin

But you should know, truth be told, I'm just so shy
But you could try and come and make me a big star
We could do the cover shoot by the pool bar
Then maybe you could make me a big star

Marvin, you could shoot me here in the Château
Recreate the ones of Marilyn Monroe
Jim Morrison in the wardrobe

Whoa, you should know, truth be told, I'm just so shy
But you could try and come and make me a big star
We could do the cover shoot by the pool bar
Then maybe you could make me a big star

Come and make me a big star
Make me a big star
Do I really wanna be a big star?


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