Letras de I’m Nearly Famous

The record man said, "Don′t let it go to your head
I'm gonna make you a star
If you got it, use it, don′t abuse it"
Gave me money from an old fruit jar
To practice out by the light, I went out that night
Shook the town the way I knew how

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
That don't bother me now ′cause I got a friend
Who's got a friend who really knows how

Mama, don′t you 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 boy
I thought I′d play him along, give him a song
To keep the doom dust away from my door
Oh, but I never knew what he wanted me to
But it didn't seem to matter somehow

Mama, don't you worry about me
I′m nearly famous now

I′m still hanging on
Still hanging on

Oh, hang on

Six months later, I'm a part-time waiter
But that didn′t last long
I stretched and I squeezed
And words I'd never heard to write a song
The year finally came when it sounded the same
As a tune I′d heard before somehow

Mama, don't you worry about me
I′m nearly famous now

Still hanging on
Still hanging on

Don't worry about me, Mama
Here I am on television
I'm hanging on, yeah, hanging in there
Still hanging on
Still hanging on