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I was walking up the street
The name you needn't know
With one hand buried in my ear
A-listening to the radio
When a man comes up to me
And asks exactly who I am
I told him I was the bluechin brother
Of the King of Siam
I whispered: "I'm incognito
Would you please not spread it around?"
I wrote it on a pad he had
And threw it to the ground
He swore to keep my secret
Quoting lines of moral law
And then he grabbed my arm
The next thing I know
I'm sitting in this bar
He started drawing on
About the sorrows of his day
I smiled and looked around to see
How I could get away
I asked what he thought of WW2
He said he dug the book much better
He was a Phys Ed teacher
And on his chest
There was a Scarlet Letter
Just then a 6'8' blonde sits down
Right next to me
She said her names's Yvette
And starts talking
About her medical history
With blue eyes that drive you crazy
My heart was beating wild
She'd told me she was in misery
She was a very sickly child
Well just than mighty Joe Young gets up
And he starts to cry
He whined: "I'll see you later!"
And I tipped my crown goodbye
I apologized for the interruption
She continued without a glance
Told me how her doctor thought
She had sympathies dance
Oh, I was getting nowhere
So I told her it's been sweet
She asked me what my fame was
I said: "Mr. man on the street"
By the time I got outside again
The sun had already set
I was walking by this bank
Just thinking about Yvette
When this motorcycle policeman
Ah, he rolls up to me
And he says I look suspicious
Can he look at my ID
I told him I forgot it, ah in my room again
Well he threw me on his cycle
And charged me with loitering
He asked me what I called myself
I told him: "Jesse James"
Well he got real mad and said I better
Come up with my real name
I said: "This is a hold up
And I want your motorbike"
He jumped off fast and growled at me
And I stole into the night
I drove around a little while
With my siren blowing
I had no place to be
And I don't care where I'm going
I ditched the bike downtown somewhere
I was dying on my feet
I searched for an open crevice
Ah, I could get some sleep
I guess I woke this burn up
Who started shouting
At the top of his lungs
"Just who the hell do you think you are?"
I said: "Napoleon?"
He yelled at me I got no right
To invade his domain
Well I crossed my eyes
Tucked my head in my shirt
And pretended I was insane
He sort of looked me over
And believed I was for real
He asked if I was hungry
And started cooking up a meal
Ah, then he started getting friendly
And says he's not a bum at all
But an elevator operator
Who just took a nasty fall
Out of habit he asked me for a dime
Then he realized what he did
His grimy face sank to the ground
He knew he'd hit the skids
He says: "Society's to blame not me
I'd work if they asked me to
Machines have taken over
What real men used to do
And I don't want to be a part
Of a world that's made me an outcast"
And then he started muttering
All about his ludicrous past
I couldn't take no more
And I jumped to my feet
He asked my where I was going
l said: "To meet Mr. Man on the street"

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