You Can Call Me Al / Paul Simon

            A man walks down __________________the street He says
why am I soft in the middle now Why am
I soft in the middle The rest of my life is
            so hardI need a photo-opportunity I want a shot
at redemption Don't want to end up a cartoon

In a             cartoon graveyard Bonedigger BonediggerDogs in the             moonlight Far away my well-lit door Mr. Beerbelly             Beerbelly Get these mutts away from me You know I
don't find this stuff amusing anymore If you'll
                        be my bodyguard I can be your long___________________lost pal I can call you Betty And Betty when you
            call me You can call me Al A man walks down the street He says why am I short             of attentionGot a short little span of attentionAnd wo my nights are so long
            Where's my wife and family What if I
die here Who'll be my role-model Now
that my role-model is Gone Gone

He
ducked back down the alley________________________With some roly-poly little bat-faced
girl All along along There were
            incidents and accidentsThere
were hints and allegations
If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost
pal I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call             me You can call me Al
Call me AlA man walks
down the street It's
a street in a strange
world Maybe it's the
Third World Maybe it's hisfirst time around
He doesn't speak the
languageHe holds no
                        currency He is a
foreign man He
is surrounded
by the sound The
sound Cattle in
the marketplace
            Scatterlings             and
orphanages He
looks around,
around

He
sees angels
in the
architecture
Spinning in
infinity
                         He says
Amen! and
Hallelujah!

h2> If you'll
be my bodyguard
I can be your
long lost
            palI can
call you
Betty
And Betty
when
you call
You can
call
me Al
            Call
me

Al

If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost
pal I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call
me You can call me Al
Call me AlA man walks
down the street It's
a street in a strange
world Maybe it's the
Third World Maybe it's
hisfirst time around
He doesn't speak the
languageHe holds no
currency He is a
foreign man He
is surrounded
by the sound The
sound Cattle in
the marketplace
Scatterlings and
             orphanages He
looks around,
around

He
sees angels
             in the
architecture
Spinning in
infinity
             He says
Amen! and
Hallelujah!

h2> If you'll
be my bodyguard
I can be your
                                                            long lost                        
pal I can
call you
Betty
And Betty
when
            you call
You can
call
me Al
Call             
            me             

                                    Al