The Flying Pickets - Wide Boy lyrics

I went to school out in the streets
Kicking cans and sailing fleets
Of models in the park
And jukebox jiving in the café

After dark, I showed the gang
My brand new six-inch blade
Always knew I'd make it out of there
Always knew I'd make the grade

They call me the wide boy
But they don't know
They call me the wide boy everywhere I go
They call me the wide boy but they can't see
It's just the wide-eyed man in me

Never held a steady job
I don't need what I can't rob
Stuff the nine to five
And dog eats dog and cat eats mouse
To stay alive

All you need is one eye for the law
And if the going gets too tough to take
A little luck don't you ask for anymore

They call me the wide boy
But they don't know
They call me the wide boy everywhere I go
They call me the wide boy but they can't see
It's just the wide-eyed man in me

It could be you (you) here (here)
You know it could you're not so good
It could be me (me) there (there)
For all I know for all you care
It could be you it could be you
It could be it could be

They call me the wide boy (wide wide boy)
But they don't know
They call me the wide boy (wide wide boy)
Everywhere I go
They call me the wide boy (wide boy)
But they can't see
It's just the wide-eyed man
It's just the wide-eyed man
It's just the wide-eyed man in me

They call me the wide boy
But they don't know
They call me the wide boy everywhere I go
They call me the wide boy but they can't see
It's just the wide-eyed man in me

They call me the wide boy
But they don't know
They call me the wide boy everywhere I go
They call me the wide boy but they can't see
It's just the wide-eyed man in me

What's the matter with you!