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And if one day I should become
A singer with a Spanish bum
Who sings for women of great virtue
I`d sing to them with a guitar
I borrowed from a coffee bar
Well, what you don`t know doesn`t hurt you
My name would be Antonio
And all my bridges I would burn
And when I gave them some they`d know
I`d expect something in return
I`d have to get drunk every night
And talk about virility
With some old grandmother
That might be decked out like a christmas tree
And no pink elephant I`d see
Though I`d be drunk as I could be
Still I would sing my song to me
About the time they called me `Jacky`
If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
Cute in a stupid ass way
And if I joined the social whirl
Became procurer of young girls
Then I could have my own bordellos
My record would be number one
And I`d sell records by the ton
All sung by many other fellows
My name would then be handsome Jack
And I`d sell boats of opium
Whisky that came from Twickenham
Authentic queens
And phony virgins
I`d have a bank on every finger
A finger in every country
And every country ruled by me
I`d still know where I`d want to be
Locked up inside my opium den
Surrounded by some china men
I`d sing the song that I sang then
About the time they called me `Jacky`
If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
Cute in a stupid ass way
Now, tell me, wouldn`t it be nice
That if one day in paradise
I`d sing for all the ladies up there
And they would sing along with me
And we be so happy there to be
Cos` down below is really nowhere
My name would then be `Jupiter`
Then I would know where I was going
Become all knowing
My beard so very long and flowing
If I could play deaf, dumb and blind
Because I pitied all mankind
And broke my heart to make things right
I know that every single night
When my angelic work was through
The angels and the Devil too
Could sing my childhood song to me
About the time they called me `Jacky`
If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
Cute in a stupid ass way