And the slow hours you forget
Dress rehearsals, learnt the lines and walk the set
Your leading man delayed
Upstaged and scratched to fate
So outside and after
Just you and him and a 100 drunken extras
You murmured you would
Held his eyes a second longer
So if he ever comes late again
I think I could take his place
He said I looked the part
I said you should have asked
Sure