Lyrics Randy Newman – The Man

Henry, playing on the guitar Hendrix was buried with
Faust
Absolute control
Absolute power

F
I want to be the man
D
You’re the man

F
I’ve got to got to got to got to got to got to got to got to

Bodyguards
Gonna have bodyguards
When I walk into a club
With my bodyguards
They’ll say excuse me
That’s Mr. Faust’s table you’re sitting at
Bodyguards: You can’t sit there
F
‘Scuse me sir
That’s Mr. Faust’s chair your big ass is in
B

D
He’s the man
F
What?
D
You’re the man
F
I am?
D
Yes, you are
F
I’m the man?
D
You’re the man
F
I’m the man!

Women will come
Women will go
Big tits, pretty little tits
I just don’t know
Goddamn it I just don’t know

Who?

D
You
F
Who?
D
Man, it’s you
F
Do I have your respect?
D
Yes you have it
F
Do I have your admiration?
D
You know you got it
F
Do you get those good vibrations?
D
Yes, we do. You’re the man!
F
I’m the man, I’m the man, I’m the man
Money
Power
Control
Equals love