Big Man On Mulberry Street

<br>Why can`t I lay low<br>Why can`t I say what I mean<br>Why don`t I stay home<br>And get myself into some boring routine<br><br>Why can`t I calm down<br>Why is it always a fight<br>I can`t get unwound<br>Why do I throw myself into the night<br><br>I`m on the outside<br>I don`t fit into the groove<br>Now I ain`t a bad guy<br>So tell me what am I trying to prove<br><br>Why can`t I cool out<br>Why don`t I button my lip<br>Why do I lash out<br>Why is it I always shoot from the hip<br><br>I cruise from Houston to canal street<br>A misfit and a rebel<br>I see the winds talking to themselves<br>And I can understand<br>Why is it everytime I go out<br>I always seem to get in trouble<br>I guess I made an impression on somebody<br>North of hester and south of grand<br><br>And so in my small way<br>I`m a big man on Mulberry street<br>I don`t mean all day<br>Only at night when I`m light on my feet<br><br>What else have I got<br>That I`d be trying to hide<br>Maybe a blind spot<br>I haven`t seen from the sensitive side<br><br>But you know in my own heart<br>I`m a big man on Mulberry street<br>I play the whole part<br>I leave a big tip with every receipt<br><br>I`m so romantic<br>I`m such a passionate man<br>Sometimes I panic<br>What if nobody finds out who I am