I heard a woman weeping as she called to the 
        dragonfly 
Where do you go when the cold wind blows and 
        beauty smudges with a tear? 
Where can a queen find her man?  In the blackness 
of the night - 
Tuck the stick away baby, dry those tears. 
Silicon moves beautiful in a satin Garland dress. 

Billy baby, what's your name? 
        Where do you go when the bar be closed 
        and the men they want their boys? 

Well Frankie she came to Hollywood to lay her 
        baby down. 

Sit tight on the barstool in teetering high heel shoes 
        and suck Pall Malls to roaches. 

Some prince yearns to lift his queen to 
the midnight pumpkin.