Sr. Zapatones

Mr. Big Shoes
What’s wrong with you? I see you and I look at you and I don’t know you, what’s wrong with you, with your dirty
Long hair, flushed cheeks give away your shocked face, always on guard
Your world is tough, your sentinel

It doesn’t matter, you used to run the house with me on your arm
It doesn’t matter, you had my head full of pulls
I still remember the warmth of your body sitting on your lap
Always my girl, your sentinel on those hard nights

I remember your promise in the little bed
In front of the toy buddies
I swear to be your little princess!
And it was a pride to be your knight

I still keep the bowler hat and my painted face
The two gloves, clown nose, and colorful suit
How exciting to see the light in your eyes and those sweet words
You’ll be my clown and I’m gonna call you Mr. Big Shoes

Time doesn’t stop for anyone, the years gave wings to your body
New winds rushed through your desires
I felt forgetfulness creeping into my body
Wrapped in magazine paper, you wrapped all my love
And locking my body hurt in shoeboxes
Now I know how it hurts to be alone and cry like a child
Without a friend, without company, and without your arms

What’s wrong with you? I see you and I look at you and I don’t know you
What’s wrong with you, with your dirty, long hair
Flushed cheeks give away your shocked face
Always on guard, your world is tough, your sentinel

Spring passed and harsh winters, and on every birthday I wanted to kiss you
I would have settled for feeling your body
Smelling you, seeing you, touching you, feeling you, caressing you
I felt the call of the world through a cry
I assumed that in your new life you were giving bottles
The day came when you took me by the arm again
And introduced me, my dear daughter, Mr. Big Shoes
He was the one who took care of me, pampered my good times
Always defended me if the boogeyman came

He played his cymbals and I never wound him up
He brought out my smile when there was always a sorrow
He has been my clown, my friend, my confidant
I never feared failure, always strong by your side

When there was a punishment imposed by my elders
I didn’t care, there was Big Shoes
Here I leave you guarding the treasure that life has given me
Take care of her like the princess with long hair
And defend with a smile all her wounds, her world is tough
My love, my clown, my sentinel