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If someone stood up in a crowd |
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And raised their voice up way out loud |
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And waved their arm and shook his leg |
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You'd notice him |
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If someone in the movie show |
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Yelled, "Fire", in the second row |
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This whole place is a powder keg |
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You'd notice him |
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And even without clucking like a hen |
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Everyone gets noticed, now and then |
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Unless of course, that personage should be |
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Invisible, inconsequential me |
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Cellophane, Mr. Cellophane shoulda been my name |
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Mr. Cellophane 'cause you can look right through me |
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Walk right by me and never know I'm there |
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I tell ya Cellophane, Mr. Cellophane shoulda been my name |
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Mr. Cellophane 'cause you can look right through me |
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Walk right by me and never know I'm there |
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Suppose you was a little cat |
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Residin' in a person's flat |
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Who fed you fish and scratched your ears? |
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You'd notice him |
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Suppose you was a woman, wed |
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And sleepin' in a double bed |
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Beside one man, for seven years |
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You'd notice him |
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A human being's made of more than air |
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With all that bulk, you're bound to see him there |
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Unless that human bein' next to you |
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Is unimpressive, undistinguished you know who |
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Cellophane, Mr. Cellophane shoulda been my name |
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Mr. Cellophane 'cause you can look right through me |
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Walk right by me and never know I'm there |
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I tell ya Cellophane, Mr. Cellophane shoulda been my name |
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Mr. Cellophane 'cause you can look right through me |
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Walk right by me and never know I'm there |
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Never even know I'm there |
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Hope I didn't take up too much of your time |