22 years ago I listed this song as my favorite in my year book. how did I know?
Why can't I lay low
Why can't I say what I mean
Why don't I stay homeAnd 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 the 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 every time I go out
I always seem to get in trouble
I guess I made an impression on somebodyNorth of Hester and south of Grand
And so in my small way
I'm a big man on Mulberry street
I don't mean all day
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 spotI 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 receipt
I'm so romantic
I'm such a passionate man
Sometimes I panic
What if nobody finds out who I am
by billy joel from the bridge
Big Man On Mulberry street
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