My Man Is a Mean Man
Na, na, na-na
Na, na, na-na
I swear to tell the truth
And nothing but the truth
Loving him ain't easy
He's bad, bad news, yeah
Mama say, "Use your head, you don't need him
Look at all the shit he put you through"
Papa curse, "Baby girl, if you don't leave him
There's nothing I can do for you
There's nothing I can do"
He's a mean man, but it's my man (my man)
My man alone
He's a mean, mean one
A son of a gun
He keeps me by the telephone
He's a mean man (mean man)
My man (my man)
My man alone
Na, na, na-na (he's my man)
Na, na, na-na (my mean man)
Na, na, na-na
He likes to mess around
He's always in the mess
Likes to have a drink or two
Before he downs the rest, yeah
Knock, knock, six o'clock in the morning
Baby, I've been missing you
He comes and goes without a warning
Doing what he do, mh-hm
Doing what he do
He's a mean man, but it's my man (my man)
My man alone
He's a mean, mean one
A son of a gun
And keeps me by the telephone
He's a mean man (mean man)
My man (my man)
My man alone, yeah
Na, na, na-na (he's my man)
Na, na, na-na (my mean man)
He lies and he cheats
He loves and he leaves
That's just the way it goes
But I do what I can
I stand by my man
I think he loves me
I think he knows (na, na, na-na)
And I think he knows (na, na, na-na), woo-hoo-hoo, yeah
He's a mean man, but it's my man (my man)
My man alone (and he knows that)
He's a mean, mean one
A son of a gun
And keeps me by the telephone
He's a mean man (mean man)
My man (my man)
My man alone
He's a mean man, my man
My man, my man alone, yeah
Na, na, na-na
Na, na, na-na
Autor(es): Tommy Tysper
