I'm Nearly Famous

I'm Nearly Famous - Cliff Richard

The record man said

'Don't let it go to your head

I'm gonna make you a star'

If you've got it use it

But don't abuse it

Gave me money from an old fruit jar

To exercise my delight

I went out that night

And shook the town the way I knew How

So mama please don't worry about me

I'm nearly famous now

Six months later I'm a cool operator

And I know my way around

The record man sighed

He really tried

But he couldn't get it off the ground

But that don't bother me now

Cos I've got a friend who's gotta friend

Who Really knows how

So mama please don't worry about me

I'm nearly famous now

Still hanging on still hanging on

I met this real live walking

Self-styled self-assured slow talking bore

I thought I'd play him along give him a song

To keep the doom dust away from My door

But I didn't do what he wanted me to

But it didn't seem to matter somehow

So mama please don't worry about me

I'm nearly famous now

Still hanging on still hanging on

Hanging on

Six months later I'm a part time waiter

But that didn't last long

I stretched and squeezed at words

I'd never heard to write a song

And when it finally came

It sounded the same as a tune

I'd heard before Somehow

But mama please don't worry about me

I'm nearly famous now

Still hanging on still hanging on

Don't worry about me mama

Next week I'm gonna play the playlist

Hanging on hang on

Still hanging on still hanging on

Still hanging on still hanging on