"I want - to be - a big - big star" "I want - to be - a big - big star" 
The girl by the back-cloth is smoking her head off 
While waiting for her turn to shine 
While under the heat of the lights come and meet 
The big men who could make her big time. 
Oh there's such a lot of distance between 
Her first audition and making the screen 
Well she might do well 
Or even excel 
But somehow more likely they'll shatter her dream. 
She has a lot to learn 
And I hope she learns 
For there's such a strong attraction 
There's a fundamental reason 
Which explains her action. "I want - to be - a big - big star" "I want - to be - a big - big star" 
Well you must admire her conviction and fire 
Let's hope it's sufficiently well lit 
With all her devices avoiding the vices 
Would seem an impossible skit. 
Oh there's such a lot of distance between 
Her first audition and making the screen 
Well she might do well 
Or even excel 
But somehow more likely they'll shatter her dream. 
She has a lot to learn 
And I hope she learns 
For there's such a strong attraction 
There's a fundamental reason 
Which explains her action. "Alright Charlie, who've we got next?" "Why not try the chick with the long hair?" "Yeah! She, er she could be right Why don't you have her up on the stage And get her to do a few things?" {
PORTIA} The quality of mercy is not strain'd; 
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven 
Upon the place beneath. 
It is twice blest: 
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. '
Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes 
The throned monarch better than his crown; 
His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, 
The attribute to awe and majesty, 
Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; 
But mercy is above this sceptred sway, 
It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, 
It is an attribute to 
God himself; 
And earthly power doth then show likest 
God's When mercy seasons justice.