Songtext I'm nearly famous Cliff Richard

I'm nearly famous

The record man saiddont let it go to your head,Im gonna make you a star
If youve got it,use it,but dont 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 dont worry about me,Im nearly famous now

Six months later Im a cool operator,and I know my way around
The record man sighed,he really tried,but he couldnt get it off the ground
But that dont bother me now cos Ive got a friend whos gotta friend who
Really knows how
So mama please dont worry about me,Im nearly famous now

Still hanging on,still hanging on,hang on

I met this real live walking,self-styled,self-assured,slow talking bore
I thought Id play him along,give him a song,to keep the doom dust away from
My door
But I didnt do what he wanted me to,but it didnt seem to matter somehow

So mama please dont worry about me,Im nearly famous now

Still hanging on,still hanging on,hang on

Six months later Im a part time waiter,but that didnt last long
I stretched and squeezed at words Id never heard to write a song
And when it finally came,it sounded the same as a tune Id heard before
Somehow

But mama please dont worry about me,Im nearly famous now

Still hanging on.still hanging on