Billy Joel "Big Man On Mulberry Street" |
Why can't I lay low? Why can't I say what I mean? Why don't I stay home and get myself into some boring routine? Why can't I calm down? Why is it always a fight? I can't get unwound. Why do I throw myself into the night? I'm on the outside. I don't fit into a groove. Now, I ain't a bad guy, so tell me what am i trying to prove? Why can't I cool out? Why don't I button my lip? Why do I lash out? Why is it I always shoot from the hip? I cruise from Houston to Canal Street, a misfit and a rebel. I see the winos talking to themselves, and I can understand. Why is it everytime I go out I always seem to get in trouble? I guess I made an impression on somebody north of Hester and South of Grand. And so, in my small way, I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I don't mean always, only at night when I'm light on my feet. What else have I got that I'd be trying to hide? Maybe a blind spot I haven't seen from the sensitive side? But you know, in my own heart I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I play the whole part; I leave a big tip with every reciept. I'm so romantic; I'm such a passionate man. Sometimes I panic...what if nobody finds out who I am? Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |