15 Minutes - Barry Manilow

Can’t call it a life

Knowing what I got inside me

Working a job

That any poor slob could fill

Watching the fireworks fly up

Out of some fairground

Over the hill

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Don’t let me be an untold story

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A nothing name

That no one ever knew

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Light the fuse

I’ll fly my way to glory

Comin’ through

Comin’ through

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That’s me within a blaze of glory

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A shooting star

Among the precious few

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Here I come

I’ll be the leading story

Comin’ through

Comin’ through

Comin’ through

There’s somebody else

Taking a turn on the spotlight

Feeling that love

And spinning above the clouds

Here I am just a nobody

Longing for hot light

Lost in the crowd

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Don’t let me be an untold story

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A song so low

That no one ever heard

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Make a deal

I’d sell my guts for glory

Say the word

Say the word

Say the word

Just gimme my shot

Riding the world like a rocket

Painting the sky

For all of those eyes below

Wouldn’t I fly the farthest

Couldn’t you clock it

Wouldn’t I go?

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Don’t let me be an untold story

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Break the mold

And get me up to speed

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Light the fuse

And I’ll lift off to glory

All I need

All I need

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That’s me within a blaze of glory

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I’d sell my soul

In order to succeed

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They’ll be tellin’

My amazing story

All I need

All I need

All I need

All I need

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Give me fifteen minutes

Give me fifteen minutes