She's history   No one would give her a star on the walk   She'd have a hundred if pillows could talk   Where have I seen her before?    She's the face on the cutting room floor      It's no mystery   Acting in school at the tenderest age   Lit up the room when she stepped on the stage   Came to la for some more   She's the face on the cutting room floor      She had visions of contracts   And thousands of people in line   To see her;   Knocking on door after door after all of this time,   Now she's not sure      Up in hollywood   Stayed with an agent she met in a bar   Laughed when he told her he'd make her a star   Where has she heard that before?    She's the face on the cutting room floor      One night he told her that she'd never get anywhere   In her clothes   That's what it takes to play movieland musical chairs   Now she knows      Goodbye hollywood   Leaving tonight on the 2:30 'hound   Sunrise or sunset she won't be around   But they'll replace her with so many more   She's the face on the cutting room floor   Poor little face on the cutting room floor