The Greatest Star Of All

Once, you won't remember, if you said Hollywood,

Her's was the face you'd think of,

Her face on every billboard,

In just a single week she'd get ten thousand letters.

Men would offer fortune for a bloom from her corsage

Or a few strands of her hair.

Today she's half-forgotten,

But it's the pictures that got small

She is the greatest star of all.

Then, you can't imagine,

How fans would sacrifice themselves to touch her shadow.

There was a Maharajah

who hanged himself with one of her discarded stockings.

She's immortal caught inside that flickering light beam

Is the youth which cannot fade.

Madame's a living legend;

I've seen so many idols fall

She is the greatest star of all.