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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 cursed, "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 he'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, mhm Doing what he do He's a mean man, but he'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) Yeah, I think he knows (na, na, na-na), woohoo-hoo, yeah He's a mean man, but he'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 (na, na, na-na), my man My man (na, na, na-na), my man alone, yeah (na, na, na-na) Na, na, na-na
Writer(s): Tommy Tysper, Markus Sepehrmanesh, Pauline Olofsson, Gustav Jonsson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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