Ok, you're on your own, it's late

Your girlfriend is on another date with the hero in your dream

Turn around, ask yourself

So, you think you gonna with this time Manchild?

Is it the pain of the drinkin'

Or the suddenly sinkin' feelin'?

The car never seems to work

When it's late you girlfriends's on a date

And the hero with her in your dreams

In your sleep it seemed like you

Turn around, ask yourself

Turn around, ask yourself

Manchild, will you ever win?

Manchild, look at the state you're in

Could you go undercover

And sell your brand new lover, could you?

Be someone else for a night

Maybe someone else will love you

You'd sell your soul for a tacky song

Like the one's you hear on the radio

Turn around, ask yourself

Turn around and ask yourself

Manchild, will you ever win?

Manchild, look at the state you're in

Manchild, he will make you cry

Manchild, Manchild, Manchild

From Monday down to Friday

Your working on another man's car

Or is it in the factory?

It doesn't matter where you are

Just turn around and ask yourself

Is this communication?

Accentuate the positive to give some illustration

See Manchild, you no one

I turn the microphone on

Control communication when I'm kickin' it and so on

To the point where I need, air that I breathe

Into an audience that's waiting and ecstatic to receive

For the meantime another mean rhyme

I keep on sayin' it

I know what the time is and the crowed will keep on playin' it

Through the speaker boxes loud's my diagnosis

'Cause I believe that miracles and words in steady doses

Enough R E S P E and C T

Respect yourself express no stress the mic is easy

Just believe that all you need is the air that you breathe

(Turn around and ask yourself)

Manchild, will you ever win?

Manchild, look at the state you're in

Manchild, he will make you cry

Manchild, Manchild, Manchild

He's the apple of your eye

Once bitten twice shy, why don't you bite me again?

Just take it in right and go tell your friend

Are you ready for the words? I'll turn the microphone on

And think of a speech to reach you at the back and so on

The style, I'm stimulating dance floors

Raise your body temperature now

And this demands for power in the amp

You know loud's my diagnosis

'Cause I believe that miracles and words in heavy doses