Laugh at Me

Why can't I be like any guy?
Why do they try and make me run?
Son of a gun
What do they care about the clothes I wear?
Why get their kicks from making fun?
This world's got a lot of space
And if they don't like my face
It ain't me that's going, that's going anyplace

Well, I don't care
Then laugh at me
If that's the fare
I have to pay to be free

Then baby, laugh at me
And I'll cry for you
And I'll pray for you
And I'll do all those things
That the man upstairs says to do
I'll do 'em for you
Yeah, I'll do 'em all for you

It's gotta start someplace
It's gotta start sometime
I'll make that other cheek mine
And maybe the next time
That guy in the silk tie
He can walk by and say, "Hi"
Say, "Hi"
Instead of, "Why?"
Instead of, "Why?"
Instead of, "Why?" babe
Instead of, "Why?"