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(Ian Hunter)
One more town on the merry-go-round One more room with no view One more punk eatin` nothing but junk Trin` to make a phone call to you Well maybe I`ll never, get myself together But something`s in the back of my mid It only takes one call-you can laugh at `em all You`re never too small to hit the big time
One more slob feeling sick as a dog After one more night on the booze One more dive more dead that alive Tryin` to get my message through Now, maybe I`ll never get my self together Maybe its the end of the line But I`m having a ball-bouncin` off the walls You`re never too small to hit the big time
You`re never too small, you`re never too small You`re never to small to hit the big time They can make you crawl, they can make you fall But you`re never to small to hit the big time You`re never too small, you`re never to small You`re never too small to hit the big time If you`re fat, if you`re bald it don`t matter at all `cos you`re never to small-I said you`re never to small
To hit the big time (Yes indeed) (The big time(- limousines) (The big time)-you can have it all (The big time)- I say you`re never too small
One more crowd shoutin`-turn it up loud One more rose at my feet One more ring from that cute little thing One more reason to cheat Well, maybe I`ll never get myself together Maybe its the end of the line...