Gonna Be Your Man

words and music by Erik Brandon

He's an anorexic punk-rock Cary Grant
She's a hyperactive Puerto Rican Phoebe Cates
And when I see 'em at the bowling alley
Holding hands and looking pal-ly
Don't you call those dates?
No they don't call those dates

It just occured to me that they must be best friends
Because the laughter never finishes, the good times never end
And when I stand behind this counter
And I stammer and I flounder
For a way to make her think
Let's meet up for a drink

I'm gonna be your man
Gotta let you know
Gonna tell you over and over again
It's a crime
That you're not mine
Clear up your weekend
Cuz I'm gonna be your man

He's an anorexic punk-rock Cary Grant
She's a hyperactive Puerto Rican Phoebe Cates
And when I see 'em at the bowling alley
Holding hands and acting pal-ly
Don't you call those dates?
No they don't call those dates

It just occured to me that they might be best friends
Because the fighting never finishes, the bad times never end
And when I stand behind this counter
And I stammer and I flounder
For a way to make her see
The other side of me

I'm gonna be your man
Gotta let you know
Gonna tell you over and over again
It's a crime
That you're not mine
Clear up your weekend
Cuz I'm gonna be your man

I'm gonna be your man
Gotta let you know
Gonna tell you over and over again
It's a crime
That you're not mine
Clear up your weekend
Cuz I'm gonna be your man