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Well I got a lot of women I don’t know
They’re coming out the woodwork especially after the show
I-I-I send ‘em all away but they keep coming back
T-t-t-tell ‘em that they’re crazy but they say I got a knack
Well you know I’m your man
Got myself a typewriter to make em all go cold
Manufactured in Chicago but with true Texan soul
F-f-fifty gallon clip or a one hundred gallon drum, let’s
Take it into there that’s where the music coming from
Well you know, I’m your man
I said don’t you try and call nobody else now, yeah
You know there ain’t no one who can get it done like I can
I’m the biggest cowboy you ever did see
Ain’t no side saddle, why you talkin to me?
Well you know, I’m your man
Got my mojo workin overtime, it’s spitting out steam
Conductor’s been laid off, engineer’s at the canteen
Heading for a curve, yeah we rounding the bend
I said this locomotive goin’ a hundred and ten
Well you know, I’m your man
Ain’t got time for poker, no I only play speed
My hands are always excellent, my decks cater to me
The-the-the bars and the casinos they all fold when I walk in
When they start to cheerin’, yeah they’re making quite a din
Well you know, I’m your man
I said, don’t you try and call nobody else now, yeah
You know there ain’t no one who can get it done like I can
I’m the biggest hoss you ever did see/ Ain’t no side saddle, why you talking to me?
You know I’m your man
Yes ma’am, you know I’m your man
Yes sir, you know I’m your man
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