Honey, Don't You Want A Man Like Me? (1977 Mix/Live)

Honey honey, hey
Baby don't you want a man like me
Honey honey, hey
Baby don't you want a man like me

He was the playboy type, he smoked a pipe
His fav'rite phrase was outta site
He had an Irish setter

It was a singles bar, a Tuesday night
The moon was dim, the band was tight
They did the bump together

What a splendid sight
Her teeth were white
(Oo-ah oo-oooh)
The drinks were cheap (it was ladies' night)
He was glad that he met her

She was an office girl (my name is Betty)
Her fav'rite group was Hellen Reddy
(They discussed the weather)

Honey honey, hey
Baby don't you want a man like me
Honey honey, hey
Baby don't you want a man like me

Honey honey, hey
Baby don't you want a-
Baby don't you want a-
Baby don't you want a man

She was a lonely sort, just a little too short
Her jokes were dumb and her fav'rite sport
Was hockey (in the winter)

He was duly impressed and was quick to suggest
Any sport with a puck had to be 'bout the best
As he jabbed his elbow in her (get it honey? Get it?)

Later on they went off to where the music was soft
The candles were drippy, they saw a real hippie
Who delivered their dinner

The rice was brown, and soon they found
That the crowd around that had jammed the room
Well it seemed to be getting thinner

Honey, honey, hey
Baby don't you want a man like me
Honey, honey, hey
Baby don't you want a man like me

Honey honey, hey
Baby don't you want a-
Baby don't you want a-
Baby don't you want a man

He took her home to a motor court
She would not kiss him, he tried to ignore it
But it made him angry
Angry. It made me angry
Why it made me so angry
I could have killed that louse bitch

He called her a slut (slut, slut, slut)
A pig (pig, pig, pig)
And a whore (whore, whore, whore)
A bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch)
And a cunt (cunt, cunt, cunt)
And she slammed the door (the door)
In a petulant frenzy
A petulant frenzy
This is a petulant frenzy
I'm petulant
And I'm having a frenzy

On the sofa she weeps
BOO HOO HOO HOO
She weeps and she weeps
BOO HOO HOO HOO HOO HOO
She weeps and she peeps
Through the curtain

He just got in his car
But the battery's dead
So he asked to use the phone
And she gives him some head
And that's the end of the story

Honey honey, hey
Baby don't you want a man like me
Honey honey, hey
Baby don't you want a man like me
Honey honey, hey
Baby don't you want a-
Baby don't you want a-
Baby don't you want a man
Baby don't you want a man sometimes?