Текст Barry Manilow – 15 Minutes

Can’t call it a life
Knowing what I got inside me
Working a job
That any poor slob could fill

Fifteen minutes
Don’t let me be an untold story
Fifteen minutes
A nothing name
That no one ever knew
Fifteen minutes
Light the fuse
I’ll fly my way to glory
Comin’ through
Comin’ through

Fifteen minutes
That’s me within a blaze of glory
Fifteen minutes
A shooting star
Among the precious few
Fifteen minutes
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

Fifteen minutes
Don’t let me be an untold story
Fifteen minutes
A song so low
That no one ever heard
Fifteen minutes
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?

Fifteen minutes
Don’t let me be an untold story
Fifteen minutes
Break the mold
And get me up to speed
Fifteen minutes
Light the fuse
And I’ll lift off to glory
All I need
All I need

Fifteen minutes
That’s me within a blaze of glory
Fifteen minutes
I’d sell my soul
In order to succeed
Fifteen minutes
They’ll be tellin’
My amazing story
All I need
All I need
All I need
All I need
Fifteen minutes
Give me fifteen minutes
Give me fifteen minutes