It’s night time in the big city
There’s a new coffee place on the corner
I hope somebody has change for a dollar
“Please, no flash photography”
It’s night time in the big city
There’s a new coffee place on the corner
I hope somebody has change for a dollar
“Please, no flash photography”
I’d rather be thin than famous
I don’t wanna be fat
And a woman throws me outta bed
callin me Gordo
And every time I bend
to pickup my suspenders
from the davenport floor
I explode loud, huge grunt-o
and disgust everyone in the familio
I’d rather be thin than famous
But I’m fat
Paste that in your Broadway show.
-- Jack Kerouac