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Megan Hilty

Genres: Pop

Don't Say Yes Until I Finish Talking Lyrics - Megan Hilty

A studio executive has no beliefs 

That's the way of a studio system 

We bow to every rear of all the studio chiefs 

And you can bet your ass we've kissed 'em 

 

Even the birds in the hollywood hills 

Know the secret to our success 

It's those magical words that pay the bills: 

Yes, yes, yes, and yes 

 

Gentlemen! take a memo. 

 

Today the trades are all aglow 

With grosses for our miss monroe 

The things those vermin mustn't know 

Is what she puts us through 

 

She makes directors wait all day 

One line per hour is all she'll say 

And still, she thinks we're gonna pay 

She needs a talking to 

 

Tomatoes like her must be put in their place 

If she don't shape up soon, she'll soon be walking 

'cause the buck stops with me 

(Yes you're right, we agree!) 

Uh, don't say yes until i finish talking 

 

She's got them all tied up in knots 

Makes each producer faint in plots 

She thinks she's queen and calls the shots 

As she sits on a thrown 

 

She needs to learn she's only skin 

The next girl's waiting for a spin 

I made a star of rin tin tin and paid him with a bone 

 

Tomatoes like her 

Well, they're easy to find 

We throw them out as soon as they start squacking 

So, get me some younger dish 

(We concur, as you wish!) 

Hey! don't say yes until I finish talking 

 

And while you got me on a roll 

Let's find a role for nat king cole 

Tell Lankowitz his script is trite 

A little lower, to the right 

 

I think that Brando is mis-cast 

That television just won't last 

That i'm the kind of hollywood 

(All hail the king!) 

Oh, that feels good 

 

Which brings me back to that dumb blonde 

To her demands, i now respond 

Some buy her act, but i'm not conned 

You better fall in line 

 

You're too bazooms and nuts to boot 

I'll keep you in a bathing suit 

When you stop bringing in the loot 

Well, go back to the vine 

 

Tomatoes like you 

They all whither and die 

My powers, though, will never be diminished 

So don't bring me to my boiling point 

You're just a broad, I own the joint 

I'm in control, you're just a face 

So allow me to cut to the chase 

I'll make another movie star 

Can someone light my damn cigar? 

And then say "yes" 

Cause yes, men 

I'm finished 

(Yes!)