Smallest Man in the World - Chuck Prophet
What do you say
When you see him out on the street
What's he get paid
Where does he find shoes for those feet
Does he feel extra-special
Like he's blessed and he's cursed
When he says  "It's no big deal"
Don't it kinda sound rehearsed
Well  I've heard he's a charmer
But he runs hot and cold
Whatever he is
He's the smallest man in the world
I saw him one time on Bourbon Street outside a bar
As he climbed from the back of
A shiny black Lincoln Town Car
Where can he hang out
When he wants to lay low
And when he looks in the mirror
Where does he go
When he boxes his shadow
Which one takes the fall
Whatever he does
He's the smallest man in the world
Where can he sit when he
Just has to have a good view
When he's called a liar
Well how much can he really prove
They say he's been married  he put in his time
Lived in a tower and blew his own mind
Don't he feel like a child
When the waitress says  Doll
What can I get you doll
Whatever she says
He's the smallest man in the world
Smallest man in the world
Where you runnin' off to there
Little fella  Ah  look at him go