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Everybody talks about the new kid in town
They talk behind his back when he's not around
Well, I'd like to slip in but that's not my style
Let me see how you're feeling 'bout me in a little while

The cities got their blackouts and their Son of Sam
There are superstars and then there's what I am
One of the kind, they made the tabloids just for me
Look out now 'cause there's something that I want you to see

I'm the straw
(He's the straw)
The straw that stirs the drink
I'm the straw
(He's the straw)
You don't even have to think about it

'Cause they're waiting right outside the clubhouse door
Mr. October's got it coming and a little more

The captain, he's a hero, he can't do what I can
The skipper's drunk and beating on the marshmallow man
My swing's so sweet, they could name candy after me
Stick around until October and then we'll see

Well

I'm a card carrying member of Mensa
Got MVP trophies on my credenza
Go ask the Daily News, they'll tell you what I can do
Mr. October's got a little something for you

I'm the straw
(He's the straw)
The straw that stirs the drink
I'm the straw
(He's the straw)
Oh, man, I ain't got time to think about it

Oh, they're waiting right outside the clubhouse door
Mr. October's gonna come up with a little more

Here he comes
Here he comes

Oh, I'm the straw
(He's the straw)
The straw that stirs the drink
I'm the straw
(He's the straw)
Oh, man, you don't even have to think about it

'Cause they're waiting right outside my door
Look out, mama, 'cause I gotta give a little more
Wait until October and then we'll see

You know that October's coming down
Every day of the year