Mr. Big Stuff

Oh yeah!
Ooh, Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Not because you wear all those fancy clothes (oh yeah)
And have a big fine car, oh yes you do now
Do you think I can't afford to give you my love? (oh yeah)
You think you're higher than every star above

Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love

Now I know all those girls I've seen you with
I know you broke their hearts one after another now, bit by bit
You made 'em cry, many poor girls cry
They ain't trying to keep you happy
They just tried to keep you satisfied

Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love

I'd rather give my love to a poor guy (oh yeah)
That has a love that's true
Than to be fooled by and get hurt by you (oh yeah)
'Cause when I give my love, I want love in return

Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Mr. Big Stuff

You're never gonna break my heart
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna make me cry
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me, just who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love

Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna break my heart
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna make me cry
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me, just who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love

Mr. Big Stuff!