If she smiles, she gets her way   And if she rips you, that's okay   When they come down from starry space   She must represent the sorry human race      Ah, Myrna Loy      You couldn't have a better friend   She would have found the lost weekend   If they come down from starry space   All they need to see    The light upon her face      What really matters isn't what is really real   What really matters is the way it makes you feel      There's just one story that's been told   A woman's world is twice as cold   If she came down from starry space   At least one angel knew this sad and lonely place