Manchild

Okay, you're on your own
It's late
The girlfriend is on another date with the hero in your dream
Turn around
Ask yourself, "So you think you're gonna win this time, man-child?
" Is it the pain or the drinking or the sun is sinking feeling?
The car never seems to work
When it's late, your girlfriend's on a date and the
Hero winter in your dream and you see, seem like you
Turn around
Ask yourself
Turn around
Ask yourself
Man-child, will you ever win?
Man-child, look at the state you're in
Could you go undercover and say a brand-new
Lover, could you be someone else for a night?
Maybe someone else will love you
You say you're so far taking your song
Like the ones you hear on the radio
Turn around
Ask yourself
Turn around and ask yourself
Man-child, will you ever win?
Man-child, look at the state you're in
Man-child, he will make you cry
Man-child
Man-child
Man-child
From Monday down to Friday, you're 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 this communication
Accentuate the positive to give some illustration
See, man-child, you know what?
I'll turn the microphone on
Control communication when I'm kicking it and so on to the point
Where I need air that I breathe into an audience that's waiting
And expect to receive for the meantime, another mean run
I keep on saying it, "I know what the time is and the crowd
Will keep on playing it through the speaker boxes." Love my
Diagnosis, 'cause I believe in miracles and words in heavy 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
Ask yourself
Man-child, will you ever win?
Man-child, look at the state you're in
Man-child, he will make you cry
Man-child
Man-child
Man-child
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 friends
Are you ready for the words?
I turn the microphone on a figure of speech
To reach you at the back and so on the star
I'm stimulating dance floors
Raise your body temperature now and this demands for power in the amp
You know, love's my diagnosis 'cause I
Believe in miracle words in heavy doses