Oh, be something you love and understand "And be a simple kind of man Baby be a simple kind of man Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can" And you can do this, oh baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied" Mama told me

Oh won't you settle me down The coolest fever in my blood A man's blood runs hot As high as the temple will go Though we can deny our nature, baby It makes us less in control There's a beautiful lady who breaks in the sand

There's so many ways to love ya Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, You make me want to say Baby let me love you down Baby I can break you down Got me like, ooh my gosh I'm so in love Sexy from her head to her toes

Tuesday's gone with the wind My baby's gone, with the wind Ride on train Train roll on, on down the line, Won't you please take me far, far away Now I feel the wind blow, outside my door, I'm leavin' my woman at home, oh yeah Tuesday's gone with the

I'm a W.O.M.A.N. Oh, oh, oh yeah, oh Talking about you, a man Always ready to go When it come to movin' daddy Baby, you're almost gold You ain't got nothin' in your pocket

Bada-bang-bang In the club, boy, I'll forget you not With my friends, boy, I'll forget you not Brand new man, boy, I'll forget you not Baby, baby, I'll forget you not How come they don't make 'em like you, babe? Oh, I never respected We can make this

Don't go hungry Don't go hungry, oh no You ain't return my call yet Baby, don't you hurt my pride 'Cause I won't be no pushover You don't know what you're missing really Y'all man ain't no massive, is a boy like we We sweet like chocolate So no girl will

I got a kindhearted woman, do anything in this world for me I love my baby, my baby don't love me She's a kindhearted woman, she studies evil all the time But these evil-hearted women, man, they will not let me be But I really love that woman, can't

Throw your suitcase in the back Done gassed up the Pontiac Blastin' out to Johnny Cash Headin' for the highway Baby, we ain't ever comin' back What ya got? Quit my job, flipped off the boss, took my name off the payroll Screw you, man

I got the mad man blues Man don't you know, don't you know I go home at night about half past four All that knocking on my door I love these women, gonna treat them right Ain't gonna fuss and ain't gonna fight You beg me now baby and not before I'm gonna