Why can I be like any guy

Why do they try to make me run

Son of a gun

Now what do they care

About the clothes I wear

Why get their kicks from making fun

Yeah this world's got a lot of space

And if they don't like my face

It ain't me that's going

Anyway

No

So I don't care

Then laugh at me

If that's fair

I have to beg to be free

Then baby laugh at me

And I'll cry for you

And I'll pray for you

And I'll do all the things

That the man up stairs says to do

I'll do them for you

I'll do

I'll do them all for you

It's gotta start some place

It's gotta start some how

I'll make that other cheek mine

And maybe the next guy

That don't wear a silk tie

He can walk by and say hi

Say hi instead of why

Instead of why

Instead of why baby

Instead of why

What did I do to you