Matinee Idol

MATINEE IDOL - Written by Carroll Bryant 

I can see that you're waiting for your prince charming

To come and take you to your happy ever after

Standing in line

You're dreaming of that faraway star

You believe you're gonna get him someday

You say you are

So much excitement running through your bones

Feeling so delighted in living all alone

But I say, baby

I want to be your matinee idol

I want you to go everywhere that I go

I want to be your matinee idol 

I want to be the star in your imaginary picture show

I think you're crazy yeah, but you look so cute

I think it's adorable how you go nuts for Hollywood

I know you're gonna do whatever you want to do

Without a second thought 

To your deprived sanity 

Sitting in your chair and looking at the silver screen

It's the greatest thing you claim, that you have ever seen

But I say, baby

I want to be your matinee idol

I want you to go everywhere that I go

I want to be your matinee idol 

I want to be the star in your imaginary picture show

And when the movie runs down

You race back sliding across the floor

You run across town

Back home and you close the door

It's your little hideaway

I wonder what you're doing?

Are you thinking my way?

Baby, I think you're crazy

But still you seem to be my kind of lady

It's your little hideaway 

A place where you can always play

I wonder what you're playing?

I want to be your matinee idol

I want you to go everywhere that I go

I want to be your matinee idol 

I want to be the star in your imaginary picture show