Send the Man Over (cher)

In a rented room Above a Hollywood bar with my money gone The ragged curtains blowing in the window Lying hungry and alone With no one to call, not even my folks For the means to go on Wondering if I lose my nerve Or answer the phone When the desk clerk calls to say A stranger's on his way Up the stairs to share my bed Will I stay or slip away I know an actress has to make sacrifices But what a price to pay And when I called my agent today The conversation went this way Send in anyone from Metro or Warners Leave a call from me Well then what about Paramount or NBC You say there's nothing today Just an interesting gentleman caller With a burning request I said send the man over, I guess With a script and the cash Just some poor white trash From a bayou town and a driftwood shack I was craddled by a Cajun Mama Deserted by a Cherokee dad Then at seventeen a Georgia drifter came And we made it to L.A. And when I called my agent today The conversation went this way Send in anyone from Metro or Warners Leave a call from me Well then what about Paramount or NBC You say there's nothing today Just an interesting gentleman caller With a burning request I said send the man over, I guess With a script and the cash Now I hear footsteps out in the hall Mama's pictures turned to the wall A young actress must give her all Pay her dues, play her role