I Don't Digest Things With My Mind.

When Clark Gable Died, I Cried For 2 Days Straight. I Couldn't Eat Or Sleep.

I Sleep In The Nude But I Pull The Sheets Up.

Yes, There Was Something Special About Me, And I Knew What It Was. I Was The Kind Of Girl They Found Dead In A Hall Bedroom With An Empty Bottle Of Sleeping Pills In Her Hand.

In Hollywood A Girl's Virtue Is Much Less Important Than Her Hairdo. You're Judged By How You Look, Not By What You Are. Hollywood's A Place Where They'll Pay You A Thousand Dollars For Kiss, And Fifty Cents For Your Soul. I Know, Because I Turned Down The First Offer Often Enough And Held Out For The Fifty.

We Are All Of Us Stars, And We Deserve To Twinkle.