Intro: || || Verse 1: I wouldn't be so a-lone If they knew my name in ev-e-ry home Kevin Spac-ey would call on the phone But I'd be too bu-sy Verse 2: Come back to the old five and dime Cameron Di-a_z give me a sign I'd make you smile all the time Your con-ver-sa__tion would compliment mine__ Chorus: I_ will_ talk and Hollywood will lis-ten See_ them_ bow my ev'ry word_ Mr Spiel_berg_ look just what you're miss-ing____ Doesn't that seem a litte ab-surd? Bow at my ev'ry word_ Instr: || || Verse 3: Buy up the rights to my book Live on a ranch from-what-the-box-office-took I'll go and visit the set They'll call me their sa-viour__ Verse 4: All other people will scorn_ Ce-le-bri-ty lives on the moon_ But I'll be back home in June To promote the se-quel_ Chorus: I_ will_ talk and Hollywood will lis-ten See_ them_ bow my ev'ry word_ Mr Spiel_berg_ look just what you're miss-ing____ Doesn't that seem a litte ab-surd? N.C.| Bow at my every word_