Understudy, proscenium curtains drawn
Chobani Font on at dawn
Amaretto (The chorus girls take a shot)
Beneath the fly tower bar he’s got

Two directors on shoulder left shoulder right
Losing their shit all night
In the mirror (He gives it all to the line)

Fifty for a dime
It’s just his audition for the big time

Ooo ooo
It’s going down at the Alkalite
Ooo ooo
Just say my name at the door tonight

At the fountain
The hours pour down her thigh
Swimmers in good supply
Got his head up (He’s saving it for the show)

And getting front in the back row
Read the rider
The duffel bag in his hand
A ticket direct to San Montebello (He’s selling it on the mark)

Crying in the dark
(Is that the best you’ve got?)
(I don’t know!)
It’s just his audition for the big part

Ooo ooo
It’s going down at the Alkalite
Ooo ooo
Just say my name at the door tonight

phone rings
Hey it’s The Alkalite
Oh hey
Oh my god stop
I’m at work right now
I gotta go
I’ll call you

In the corner a dozen robes on the floor
Room for one costume more
Chicken dinner (the audience takes a bite)
He’s going to fight for a scrap tonight

After hours the boys in the bathroom stall
Tell him it’s curtain call
(Take a picture)
(They’ll show him all how it’s done)

Dancing with a gun
(Oh no)
It’s just his audition for the big one

Ooo ooo
It’s going down at the Alkalite
Ooo ooo
Just say my name at the door tonight

Ooo ooo
It’s going down at the Alkalite
Ooo ooo
Just say my name at the door tonight