What a bam bam This man, don't trouble no man I want you to know that I am the man who Fight for the right, not for the wrong Going there, I'm growing there Helping the weak against the strong Soon you will find out the man I'm supposed to be

Semper fi tattooed on his left arm In the back that says U.S.A. With WD Forty and a Craftsman wrench He ain't prejudice he's just, made in America Spends a little more in the store for a tag He won't buy nothin' that he can't fix My old man's that old

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon I am not Jasmine, I'm Aladdin So far ahead, these bums is laggin' See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin' Look at my show footage,

Love is the baddest blues This is love, what was I thinking? This is love, what the hell am I, am I gonna do? And that man, he got me sinking To the bottom of the blue My love has come along My dreams become air so My days have arrived, yea sunny Funny

You're a waterfall washing over me I'm a thirsty man let me drink you in I am on my way You're a mountain top When I reach for you Your love lifts me up And all that I want is to be Where you are There you are standing strong

Hot and fresh out the kitchen Mama rollin' that body Got every man in here wishin' Sippin' on coke and rum I'm like so what I'm drunk It's the freakin' weekend baby I'm about to have me some fun Runnin' her hands through my 'fro Bouncin' on 24's

Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall She sees a bartender

I know a guy Lost the only thing that he ever loved Wishing you would come over Give anything just to hold ya If you're trying to find a man who lost his mind, Doesn't sleep at night unless he's dreaming about you laying right here beside him Praying

It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me They call me the workin' man They call me the workin' man I guess that's what I am I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine

I would be lucky to find me a man Who could love me the way that I am I need a hand with my worrisome heart I need a break from my troubling ways I need a man who got no baggage to claim With this here worrisome heart With all my troubling ways A