When he was young his mama always used to say,"Your movie star good looks gonna take you a long way"But he hit a little detour on the way to the silver screenNow he's out on the boulevard looking for a woman of meansOh it all went south somehowHe said, "Mama take a look at me now."He's got a picture in his wallet of when he was a high school kidThe women still like him but not as much as they didHe's been looking in the mirror feeling like he's over the hillHe'd go under the knife but there's no one to foot the billAll his life he thought his star was gonna shineNow he'd sell his soul for a bad bottle of wineHe said, "Mama mama mama I really did try to behaveBut the way things are going I'll be lying in an unmarked grave"