Spent some time feelin' inferior

standin' in front of my mirror

combed my hair in a thousand ways

but I came out lookin' just the same

Daddy said "Son you better see the world

I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave.

But remember one thing don't lose your head

to a woman that'll spend your bread"

So I got out



Paris was a place you could hide away

if you thought you didn't fit in

French police wouldn't give me no peace,

just claimed I was a nasty person

down along the Left Bank, minding my own,

was knocked down by a human stampede

got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot

when all I wanted was a cup of tea

I was accused



Down in Rome I wasn't getting enought

of the things that keep a young man alive

my body stunk but I kept my funk at a time