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When I was a young boy in Brooklyn
        going to public school
        During recess in the concrete playground
        they lined us up by twos
        In alphabetical order, Reagan, Reed and Russo
        I still remember the names
        And stickball and stoopball were the only games
        that we played
        And I wanted to be like my old man
        I, I wanted to grow up just like my old man
        I wanted to be like my old man
        I wanted to dress like, I wanted to be just like
        I wanted to act like my old man
        I wanted to be like, I wanted to act like
        I wanted to be just like my old man
        And then like everyone else I started to grow
        And I didn't want to be like my father anymore
        I was sick of his bullying
        and having to hide under a desk on the floor
        And when he beat my mother
        it made me so mad I could choke
        And I didn't want to be like my old man
        I, I didn't even want to look like my old man
        I didn't even want to seem like my old man
        A son watches his father, being cruel to his mother
        and makes a vow to return only when
        He is so much richer, in every way so much bigger that -
        - the old man will never hit anyone again
        Like my old man (just like my old man)
        like my old man
        Like my old man (just like my old man)
        like my old man
        and can you believe what he said to me
        he said, "Lou, act like a man" (walk like a man)
        Why don't you act just like a man
        act like your daddy, act like a man (just like my old man)
        Oh, why don't you act just like a man
        like your old man (walk like a man)
        (Just like my old man)
        (Just like my old man)
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