Something Big (Live)

Well It didn't feel like Sunday

Didn't feel like June

When he met his silent partner in that lonely corner room

That over looked the marquee

Of the Plaza all adult

And he was not lookin' for romance

Just someone he could trust

And it wasn't no way to carry on

It wasn't no way to live

But he could put up with it for a little while

He was workin' on something big

Speedball rang the night clerk

Said

Send me up a drink

The night clerk said It's Sunday man

Wait a minute

Let me think

There's a little place outside of town that might

Still have some wine

Speedball said

Forget it

Can I have an outside line

It was Monday when the daymaids

Found the still made bed

All except the pillows that lay stacked

Up at the head

And one said

I know I've seen his face

I wonder who he is

And the other said

He's probably just another clown

Workin' on something big