na na nan na
na na nan na
I swear to tell the truth
and nothing but the truth
loving him ain´t easy
he´s bad bad news
mama say use your head
you don´t need him
look at all the shit he pulls 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 alone
he´s a mean mean one
a son of a gun
he keeps me by the telephone
he´s a mean man, my man, my man alone
na na nan na (he´s my man)
na na nan na (my mean man)
na na nan na
he likes to mess around
he´s always in the mess
likes to have a drink or two
before he does the rest
knock knock six o´clock in the morning
baby I´ll be missing you
he comes and goes without warning
doing what he do hmm
doing what he do
he´s a mean man but it´s 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, my man, my man alone
na na nan na (he´s my man)
na na nan 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
I think he knows
he´s a mean man but it´s 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 my man
my man alone
he´s a mean man my man
my man my man alone
na na nan na
na na nan nav
