With her drop dead looks and her little girl charmnEverybody thought she'd go farnAnd at 20 years old she was rich as could benAnd a world-famed Hollywood starnWith the big parts coming and the sweethearts, toonLife was a hell of a ridenBut her star soon fell and her body got oldnSo she took a lot of pills and diednnShe took a lot of pills and diednShe took a lot of pills and diednHer star soon fell and her body got oldnSo she took a lot of pills and diednnWhile the traffic crawled by in the street outsidenShe was sitting in her kitchenettenListening to the scuttle of the rats in the wallnAnd staring at her TV setnShe once might have been too proud to be foundnIn a hovel on the lower East SidenBut nothing in the world seemed to matter much nownSo she took a lot of pills and diednnShe took a lot of pills and diednShe took a lot of pills and diednNothing in the world seemed to matter to hernSo she took a lot of pills and diednnNow she hasn't been seen on the silver screennAnd she never may be againnBut every once in a while at the far end of the dialnYou can see her how she was back thennIn a soft close-up, with her hair backlitnShe seemed to glow insidenBut something went wrong 'cause forty years onnShe took a lot of pills and diednnShe took a lot of pills and diednShe took a lot of pills and diednSomething went wrong 'cause forty years onnSo she took a lot of pills and diednShe took a lot of pills and diednShe took a lot of pills and died