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THE THREE

There were three Divas
You may not know their
But back in the day, it was all their
Fashion, fur, and pearls
But these Divas were no girls

shared the same dream
The silent picture
First Broadway, then
Shooting late the night
Men at their feet, dyin for a
Don't ever cross a
got a nasty right hook

The Divas, they all love their
The Divas want you to remember their
love hangin in the commissary,
just you and me
Except passed on to

Hard work, rejection, and tears
On long late nights, too a beer
But they don't quit they know
They were meant to be, the of the show.

Gloria, Betty, Sylvia,
auditions, waitin in the hall
Only 1 would get the part
tho, not much sets them apart

The Divas, all love their fame
The want you to remember their names
They love in the commissary, just like you and me
Except passed on to

Time was by,
the talkies were
The stars were filled with scorn
a picture on a wall
Gloria, Sylvia, Betty, began to

But if you visit Kaufman when no one's
You may hear a Divas sound
I'm meant to be at the top of the
Not in the basement, no don't you

I'm a Diva, I my fame
I for decades,
You remember my
One late these divas, gave me this song
Cuz knew this diva was ready to belong

There was a Diva, you may not know my name
But listen now, all my game.
fur, diamonds and pearls
Yes, diva is no ordinary girl!