The Actor

He take you out and he takes you up 'cos
he can show you somuch
I go to bed and tomorrow again
There's a lot of work to be done he gives
you gold and he'll promise you the whole world will be yours
I just can tell you
I love you so even though my odds are low
I'm not an acter
I'm not a star
And I don't even have my own car
But I'm hoping so much you'll say that
you will love me anyway the dirty game
and the neon shows this is the world
he knows watching the star satisfies
my soul thinking of him makes me feel
so cold the fancy cars and the restaurants
you're just so fond of the man
Somtimes I wonder
If you are blind
Can't you see he's got dirt on his mind.

I'm not an acter
I'm not a star
And I don't even have my own car
But I'm hoping so much you'll say
that you will love me anyway
I'm not an acter
I'm not a star
And I don't even have my own car
But I'm hoping so much you'll
say that you will love me anyway;