On the inside flap of a matchbook cover She made me the kind of offer That no man in a weak state could outrun I tried to think what a gentleman would say Turnin' that kind of opportunity away I tried my best to tell her I'm not the right one Like no man in his wrong heart would've done
I said no ma'am Like no man would've said if he wasn't in love With you the way I am It could've been easy for me to be a gooner But something a whole lot stronger made me run Like no man in his wrong heart would've done.
Didn't want her to think that I wasn't flattered Her interest in me, believe me it mattered So I dropped several quarters in the old jukebox I said I want you to dance all night on me In a lucky man's arms Whoever he might be Then I hit that door like I was shot from a gun Like no man in his wrong heart would've doneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
