(Kelly/Mann) We twisted you arm over Chinese And led you astray Offered the world as we know it And a pittance in pay And your fortune read "Don't believe a word they've said" Blood through your sleeve, I just couldn't Believe that you'd been To the shop

Every time you try to forget who I am I'll be right there to remind you again You know me (know me, pow, pow), you know me (know me) For the Don, don't you break nothin', break nothin' For the Don, don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin' Record man play my

But don't just sit with folded hands and become blind 'Cause even when there is no star in sight You'll always be my only guiding light Well I know I had it all on the line One, two, three We're on the permanent red The glaze on my eyes When I heard your

Boy don't try to front, uh, I Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah You, you, you are Womanizer, woman-womanizer You're a womanizer Oh, womanizer, oh You're a womanizer, baby Womanizer, womanizer

And I don't believe him, morning is mocking me I can't control you, I don't know you well These are the reasons I think that you're ill And birds were singing to calm us down He wants to die in a lake in Geneva The mountains can cover the shape of his

I was walking round in Paris Near the (inaudible) Zanzibar Said the woman at the front door "Do you know the place you are? This place is from the fancy I don't think you fit the scene You're just an American Black boy I'm a French African Queen" And she

You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's going on Ya, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying

Twenty four karat magic in the air Head to toe so player Put your pinky rings up to the moon Girls, what y'all trying to do? Oh they don't know? (Go on tell 'em) So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket (keep up) Why you mad, fix ya

This is me coming at you as a man right now Lemme freak Just lemme freak, please god Just lemme freak You know I don't give a damn whatcha playin' right now Drunk, faded Browned out, looking all shady Two months since I fucked a lady

You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's going on Yeah, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying Brother, brother, brother