I wouldn't be so alone If they knew my name in every homeGiven space, it would call on the phone But I'd be too busyCome back to the old five and dime Cameron Diaz, give me a signI'd make you smile all the time And your conversation would compliment mineI will talk, and Hollywood will listen See them bow, in my every wordMr. Spielberg, look Just what you're missingDoesn't that seem a little absurd? Bow at my every wordBuy up the rights to my book And live on a ranch from what the box office tookI'll go and visit the set They'll call me their saviorAll of the Beatles was gone Celebrity lives on the moonBut I'll be back home in June To promote the sequelI will talk, and Hollywood will listen See them bow, in my every wordMr. Spielberg, look Just what you're missingDoesn't that seem a little absurd? Bow at my every word