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Well you can stand naked on the corner of Main Street, baby And let everybody slow down and take a look Or you can drive your Cadillac to the library, baby And maybe read the last ten pages of an Agatha Christie book You can feed my cat to my dog And turn around and feed my dog to my horse You can screw the whole damn royal family, baby Until they all gotta get divorced But baby, baby, baby, baby Baby you can do anything you wanna do, baby And I swear it will not bother me 'Cause baby you know Baby you know you got to You got to, you got to be what you're going to be You can burn down the orphanage, baby Over there on the poor side of town You can go to the circus, baby Frighten the elephants See if you can get them to maybe trample a clown You can steal the prize out of my box of cereal, baby And replace it with a rat Then you can walk up to someone who might be a little overweight Be kind of sensitive about it and say "Oh my God, you're really fat" Live and let live, baby That's the cornerstone The very essence of my philosophy And baby, baby you know You know you got to You got to, you got to be what you're going to be I'm gonna play my harmonica Since I charge thirty-five dollars a note I'm not gonna play much of my harmonica You see the blues The blues isn't an art form It's not a type of music The blues is a product Not unlike computer chips or tampons The blues is a way for white kids to feel that they understand The feelings of black people Without ever actually having to meet any The blues is all these things and more Available for $19.95 Oh baby, baby you can do whatever you wanna do, baby Baby you know it's not gonna bother me 'Cause baby you know You know you gotta You gotta be what you're going to be Here comes the solo Ooh, what a solo it is You know, that might not be the blues But it sure makes me sad Listen, in the distance The sound of Leadbelly rolling in his grave I said it before, baby I'll say it again Live and let live The very essence The cornerstone The summit of my philosophy Baby, baby you know Baby you know you gotta You gotta be what you're going to be A blues man needs a nickname And everybody calls me Two Shoes Because I always wear two shoes I know it's not much of a nickname But by the time I got around to getting my nickname All the good ones had been taken Take for example Blind Lemon Lipschitz Blind Lemon Lipschitz gouged out his own eyes with his thumbnails So he could be called Blind Lemon It's true, don't laugh He felt the very essence of the blues calling him from within And he felt that contract too Oh baby, baby you know Baby you know you can do whatever you do I don't care, I don't even care, baby It's not gonna bother me 'Cause baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby You gotta, you gotta, you gotta, you gotta You gotta be, you gotta be what you're going to be