Half a Man Songtext
von Randy Newman

This big old queen was standing
On the corner of the street
Waved his hanky at me as I went rolling by

I pulled the truck up on the sidewalk
I climbed down from the cab
With my tire chain and my knife

As I approached him
He was trembling like a bird
Raised the chain above my head
He said please before you kill me
Might I have one final word
And this is what he said


I am but half a man
Half a man
I′d like to be a dancer
But I'm much too large
Half a man
Half a man
I′m an object for your pity
Not your rage

Oh the strangest feeling
Sweeping over me
Both my speech and manner
Have become much more refined
I said oh what is this feeling
What is wrong with me
She said girl
It happens all the time

Now you are half a man
Half a man
Look you're walking
And you're talking like a man
Half a man
I am half a man

Holy Jesus what a drag