Robyn Hitch***** - Balloon Man Lyrics
I was walking up Sixth avenue when Balloon Man came right up to mehe was round and fat and spherical with the biggest grin I ever seenhe bounced on up toward me but before we could be introducedhe blew up very suddenly I guess his name was probably Bruceand I laughed like I always do and I cried like I cry for youand balloon man blew up in my handhe spattered me with tomatoes, hummos, chickpeas and some strips of skinso I made a right on 44th and I washed my hands when I got inand it rained like a slow divorce and I wished I could buy a horseand balloon man blew up in my handI was walking up sixth avenue when balloon man blew up in my facethere were loads of them on Bryant Park so I didn't feel out of placethere must have been a plague of them on the TV when I came home lateThey were guzzling marshmellows and jumping off the Empire stateand I laughed like I always do and I cried like I cry for youand balloon man blew up in my hand, balloon man blew up in my hand
