Still live, skin tight, make-up in the hall

A photograph of Garbo passing time on the wall

Every little thing but the truth



When you're big news, all used, cameras at the door

The film of your life takes a ride to New York

Every single frame has to end

As your sex lends appeal to a friend



Happy birthday

Have a nice day



Ripped off pin-up, cry out to belong

They can't love a woman now they've paid for a doll

Never trust a vulture to move

When he's looking for a shot in the nude



Happy birthday Mr. President

Have a nice day Mr. President



Your hair-man hovers round, make-up on the board

It was just a note -- a private joke -- "While I'm still warm"

The vultures queue up at the morgue

A dollar for a shot at the corpse



Happy birthday

Have a nice day

Happy birthday Mr. President

Have a nice day Mr. President

"37-22-35" R.I.P