The Men - King of Central Park [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Billy come home, aging like a mighty fine wine
Chattin' up every single tree
Walking high on dignity

Little girl, now what you want?
The emperor's in town, the fun's gonna start
The king of Central Park

Now what's been going on?
Don't tell me there's a riot going on
Velvet champagne, corduroy-lined limousine (What it is)

Little man, now what's your plan?
I've never seen a diamond so big on your hand
The king of Central Park

I've got the walk, I've got the talk
I've got the cane, cellophane the mane
I've got the love from above
Willing to share anywhere

I've got the key to be free
I've got the drug to be strong
I've got the love from above
Ain't nobody gonna do me wrong
A free life, a free life

Where is the news, maybe on Jerome Avenue
Seen from his red Cadillac
Baby, he ain't never going back

Little town, big jive
If it ain't big enough for the both to survive
The king of Central Park

I've got the walk, I've got the talk
I've got the cane, cellophane the mane
I've got the love from above
Willing to share
The king of Central Park