Prisoner of Stardom

She's a Prisoner of Stardom

She's unhappy with success

'Cause it isn't what she pictured it to be

Though she's made a lot of money

And a lot of famous friends

There ain't nothing in this world can set her freeWho feels sorry

For the center of attention

Who'll feel sorry

For that poor little rich girl

Who'll feel sorry

At the Amsterdam convention

Who'll feel sorry for the starShe's a prisoner of smiling

It's expected night and day

Its a burden on her everywhere she goes

Still she's looking for some magic

Like those teenage magazines

That she read in '65 in OhioWho feels sorry

For the center of attention

Who'll feel sorry

For that poor little rich girl

Who'll feel sorry

At the Amsterdam convention

Who'll feel sorry for the starShe's a prisoner of dreaming

And her dreams become her boss

Now its packed her off to work among the Dutch

She'll see all the sights on Sunday

She'll be wined and dined at night

And let's pray to God she don't protest too muchWho feels sorry

For the center of attention

Who'll feel sorry

For that poor little rich girl

Who'll feel sorry

At the Amsterdam convention

Who'll feel sorry for the star

Who feels sorry