Theo Katzman Lyrics - I Won't Be Your Man

Theo Katzman - I Won't Be Your Man

I can see you in the park
At a table set for two
With a baby on the way
In a maternity jumper suit

I can smell September air
As it whispers through your shirt
And disrupts your wavy hair
It's my favorite kind of look

But I won't be at the table
And we won't be holding hands
Cuz I won't be your man

I can see you in the car
In a flower patterned shirt
Trying to find a place to park
You'll be taking your daughter to work

And I wonder what she'll think
Watching others heed your word
As you tell it like it is
Like only a woman could

But I won't ask how she liked it
Seeing Mommy kicking ass
Cuz I won't be your man

I won't cook
I won't clean
I won't hold you while you sleep
In the morning you won't wake up holding me

I can see you at the school
On a green suburban lawn
Now your baby's all grown up
And she's stepping out on her own

She'll be smiling ear to ear
In her long black gown and cap
And underneath your tear soaked face
I can see that you're smiling back

But I won't congratulate her
Cuz she won't know who I am
And when they call her name out
I won't whistle from the stands
And at the afterparty
I won't sing one with the band
Cuz I won't be your man

Written by:
THEODORE D KATZMAN

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