He can't dance or sing He can't do anything But what the hell? The kid's a looker Just add cash and stir And there you are, another nonsense non-star There's no pretense This kid is dense But what the hell? The kid's a looker Just add cash and stir And the crass consumers line up Shoulder to shoulder Sometime Through the night The kid took his life So very sad However do not call this number again We're busy molding the face Of the kid's replacement