Some men are wolves
Some girls like that kind
Some men move fast
Leave trouble behind
Some men are smooth
They treat girls nice
But do yourself a favour, take my advice;
Cos a man shades
Got somethin' to hide
You can see the tinted glass but you can't see
What's inside
Even if you're sharp as razor blades
Never -trust - a man in shades
Some men walk tall
Some men wear masks
Kep' secrets safe
No questions asked
Some men play games
And some load the dice
Do yourself a favour, take my advice;
Cos a sharp suit
Only goes so far
Take a look at the leather on his feet
As he leaves the car;
And no matter how bad you got the blues
Never trust a man who wears two-tome shoes
Some men talk sweet
Don't be misled
What's going on
Inside that pretty head?
I've made it clear to you -
I've told you twice
Do yourself a favour, take my advice;
Cos when the man's got jazz
The danger's simply this
You'll be ruined for other men
If you once accept his kiss
Ah, honey it's hard when you're all alone
Never trust a man who plays the saxophone
Cos when the man's got jazz
And plays saxophone
He's trouble with a capital T
Better leave his kind alone
Find a safe young man
Who'll rteat you nice
And never trust a woman when she gives advice
Words and music by & © Talis Kimberley 30.12.1997