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LINDA EDER
Music: Frank Wildhorn Lyrics: Jack Murphy He said you've got the good to make the big time And then he puffed on his cigar We'll make a killing, we'll get top billing I'm gonna make you a star First we'll improve a bit on Mother Nature I got a doctor friend you'll see Imagination plus augmentation Voila, a brand new me! To get to the big time You need big time looks A shady accountant Who can cook the books A couple of well-placed friends Some dynamite eight by tens Before you can reap Those big time dividends Before you know it I was movin' up there Dom Perignon and caviar A late night "Yes Sir" leads to good press Sir And takes a girl pretty far So now my name's in lights about the title Or it's not on the dotted line On the back-lots now, I call the shots now When there's a contract to sign I'm up in the big time So I make them wait I'm up in the big time So I'm always late I tell them all "Let's do lunch" Then give them that one-two-punch I'm part of the big-brass, first class Big Time Bunch I hit the right places I cover my bases I do what I have to Smile till it hurts, baby Wear shorter skirts, baby Cry in a pinch, baby But I won't dare Give a single square inch, baby Up here in the big time I've got big time friends Who wanna make sure My big time never ends My motto is: "I've Got Mine" I live on the bottom line Up here in the "A-Team," wet-dream Big, big time! It's coming up roses And Barrymore noses Worth all the sweat, dear? Worth it?...you bet dear! When you make that climb From the nickel and dime To the simply sublime... Big Time!
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