Letras de Something Big

Well it didn′t feel like Sunday
Didn't feel like June
When he met his silent partner
In that lonely corner room
That overlooked the marquee
Of the Plaza All indoor
And he was not looking 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 working on something big

Speedball rang the night clerk
Said send me up a drink
Now the night clerk said to Sunday man
Wait a minute, let me think
There's a little place out the side of town
Might still have some wine
Speedball said forget it
Can I have an outside line

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 working on something big

It was Monday when the day maid
Found a 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
Working on something big

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 working on something big

Yeah 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 working on something big

Something big