Norma:There's been a call

What did I say?

They want to see

Me right away

Joe, Paramount,

They love our child

Mr. DeMille

Is going wild.



But it was some fool assistant

Not acceptable at all.

If he wants me, then Cecil B.

Himself must call.



Joe:I don't know if this is a time to stand on ceremony.

Norma:I've been waiting twenty years now

What's a few more days, my dear?

It's happened, Joe,

I told you so: the perfect year



Joe:It took her three days

And she was ready

She checked with her astrologer,

Who sacrificed a chicken.

She dressed up like a pharaoh,

Slapped on a pound of make-up

And set forth in her chariot.

Poor Norma,

So happy,

Re-entering her kingdom