Steve Greenberg - Big Bruce lyrics

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The folk history of America

Is the history of it's heroes

Big workin' men like John Henry,

Paul Bunyon & Big Bad John

But today I'd like to introduce a new folk hero

He didn't work in a mine or on a railroad

Or any of those strenuous occupations

He worked in a beauty salon & his name was Bruce

Well at the beauty salon every morning at ten

Big Bruce arrived & kind of tip-toed in

He wore bell bottomed pants & a polka-dot tie

And whenever he spoke, it was just to say 'Hi'

Big Bruce

Big Bad Bruce

And everyone knew when he swished into town

You could smell his perfume for miles around

He stood six foot five, & weighed 106

With a curl in his hair & a smile on his lips

Big Bruce

Big Old Bruce

The boys all say he's from Abilene

Where he had a social group called

The Lone Star Queens

Some say Hollywood or Beverly Hills

Where he got arrested for passing

Three dollar bills

That's Bruce

Dumb Old Bruce

Then came the day of that terrible fire

Something went wrong in the number five dryer

Into the chaos of those matronly dames

Went Big Bad Bruce just a fannin' the flames

Big Bad Bruce

Big Bad Brucey Woosey

Well the flames grew higher & the fire got worse

And someone heard Brucey cry,

'Mercy I forgot my purse'

Into the fire with a squeal & a shout

We waited an hour, but he never came out

Poor Bruce

Poor Old Bruce

Where that salon once stood, there's a grocery store

But his name will live forever more

In the annals of time & the hall of fame

As the gay young cat who went down in flames

Big Bruce

You might say this has been kind of a fairy tale<br />

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Thanks to razvan