In the city of the angels
Where nobody gets blue
We have a vague recollection
Of someone like you
But we couldn't make the funeral
We had so much to do
Marlene
I think that was your name
Yes, our stars are best at shining
With their backs against the wall
And we sometimes see them broken
And sometimes see them crawl
But we're certain to forget them
If we don't see them at all
Marlene
I think that was your name
We have our Garbo
Coat and scarf and shades
And Norma Jean
Her mystery never fades
We have princess grace
With her perfect face
Why do we need you?
You broke the rules
In your custom-made tuxedo
You were hot from head to toe
They say you walked away from Hitler
And toured with G.I. Joe
But politics are boring
It was so long ago
Marlene.
I think that was your name
We have our Garbo
Coat and scarf and shades
And Norma Jean
Her mystery never fades
We have princess grace
Her supermarket face
Why do we need you?
You broke the rules
The procession was in paris
And another in Berlin
There were diplomats from places
That you had never been
But there was no one from the movies
I guess you weren't a friend
Marlene
I think that was your name