5 Foot 1 - Live

I'm only five-foot, one
I got a pain in my neck
I'm looking up in the city
What the hell, what the heck?

I stare at the concrete
The girders eye high
The steel's above me
Love in my eyes

And I'm doing the things
A five-foot, one man can do

I'm only five-foot, one
I got a pain in my heart
All the night, I'm working
In the amusement park

With a bottle of aspirin
A sack full of jokes
I wish I could go home
With all you big folks

I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines

I'm only five foot, one
But now, my time has come
I won't grow no more
No more, no more, no more, no more

I'm losing my head
I'm checking it twice
I'm gonna find out who's naughty as nice

And I'm doing the things a five-foot, one man can do

I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines

Ah-yah-yah-yah-yah, a five-foot would
Ah-yah-yah-yah-yah, a five-foot would
Ah-yah-yah-yah-yah, a five-foot would
Ah-ah-ah, a five-foot would