Starlight open wideStarlight open up your doorThis is New York callingWith movies on the streetMovies with real peopleWhat you get is what you seeStarlight open wideAndy's Cecil B. DeMilleCome on, L.A. give us a callWe've got superstars who talk, they'll do anything at allIngrid, Viva, Little Joe, Baby Jane and Eddie S.But you better call us soon before we talk ourselves to deathStarlight open wideEverybody is a starSplit screen, 8 hour moviesWe've got color, we've got soundWon't you recognize us?We're everything you hateAndy loves old Hollywood moviesHe'll scare you hypocrites to deathYou know that shooting up's for realThat person who's screaming, that's the way he really feelsWe're all improvising five movies in a weekIf Hollywood doesn't call us, we'll be sickStarlight open wideDo to movies what you did to artCan you see beauty in uglinessOr is it playing in the dirtThere are stars out on the New York streetsWe want to capture them on filmBut if no one wants to see 'emWe'll make another and anotherStarlight let us in that magic roomWe've all dreamt of Hollywood, it can't happen too soonWon't you give us a million dollars the rent is dueAnd will give you 2 movies and a paintingStarlight open wide