Текст песни Reed Lou - My Old Man
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When I was a young boy in BrooklynGoing to public schoolDuring recess in the concrete playgroundThey lined us up by twosIn alphabetical order, Reagan, Reed and RussoI still remember the namesAnd stickball and stoopballWere the only games that we playedAnd I wanted to be like my old manI wanted to grow up just like my old manI wanted to be like my old manI wanted to dress likeI wanted to be just likeI wanted to act like my old manI wanted to be likeI wanted to act likeI wanted to be just like my old manAnd then like everyone else I started to growAnd I didn`t want to be like my father anymoreI was sick if his bullyingAnd having to hide under a desk on the floorAnd when he beat my motherIt made me so mad I could chokeAnd I didn`t want to be like my old manI didn`t even want to look like my old manI didn`t even want to seem like my old manA son watches his fatherBeing cruel to his motherAnd makes a vow to return only whenHe is so much richerIn every way so much biggerThat the old man will never hit anyone againLike my old manLike my old manLike my old manLike my old manAnd can you believe what he said to meHe said, "Lou, act like a man"Why don`t you act just like a manAct like your daddyAct like a manWhy don`t you act like a manLike your old manLike my old man(Reed, Fonfara)