Ian Hunter and Mick Ronson - Big Time lyrics

(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 it's 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 it's the end of the line...