Lyrics:

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 about 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 a 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, the straw that stirs the drink
I'm the straw you don't even have to think about it
Because they're waiting outside the clubhouse door
Mr. October's got it coming and a little more
The captain's a hero but 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
I'm a card-carrying member of Mensa
I've 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, the straw that stirs the drink
I'm the straw, man, I ain't got time to think about it
Because they're waiting outside the clubhouse door
Mr. October's gonna come up with a little more

I'm the straw, the straw that stirs the drink
I'm the straw, man, you don't even have to think about it
Because they're waiting right outside my door
Look out, Mom, '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