Hendershot

Lonely, homely boy they called him Lucy

Mama's little man

And she calls him Hendershot

His mama called him Hendershot

Be seen and not be heard, they told him

He grew into a big man they call

Hendershot

They always call him Hendershot

Walking down the side streets of SoHo

Chances are you'll bump into our friend

Hendershot

That's Hendershot

Sitting on a blanket near Saint Marks

Is a man selling handbags he gets from

Hendershot

But he doesn't call him Hendershot