| You went uptown riding in your limousine
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| In your fine Park Avenue clothes
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| You had the Dom Perignon in your hand
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| And the spoon up your nose
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| And when you wake up in the morning
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| With your head on fire
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| And your eyes too bloody to see
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| Go on and cry in your coffee
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| But don’t come bitchin’to me Because you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
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| You had to open up your mouth
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| You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
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| All your friends were so knocked out
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| You had to have the last word, last night
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| You know what everything’s about
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| You and to have a white hot spotlight
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| You had to be a big shot last night
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| They were all impressed with your Halston dress
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| And the people you knew at Elaine’s
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| And the story of your latest success
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| Kept 'em so entertained
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| But now you jsut can’t remember
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| All the things you said
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| And you’re not sure you want to know
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| I’ll give you one hint, honey
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| You sure did put on a show
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| Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
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| You had to prove it to the crowd
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| You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
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| All your friends were so knocked out
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| You hand to the last word, last night
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| You’re so much fun to be around
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| You had to have the front page, bold type
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| You had to be a big shot last night
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| Well, it’s no big sin to stick your two cents in If you know when to leave it alone
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| But you went over the line
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| You couldn’t see it was time to go home
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| No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
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| You had to open up your mouth
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| You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
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| All your friends were so knocked out
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| You had to have the last word, last night
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| So much fun to be around
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| You had to have a white hot spotlight
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| You had to be a big shot last night |