You Can Call Me Al by 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 hard. I need a photo-opportunity. I want a shot at redemption. Don't want to end up a cartoon In a cartoon graveyard. Bonedigger Bonedigger, Dogs 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 attention Got a short little span of attention And 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 accidents There 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 Al