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The Three Degrees - Macaroni Man lyrics
[Male] I'm a macaroni man gettin' all the ladies Yeah, I know you would. How you doin', baby? Yeah... [Valerie] Now ladies, don't get excitied But I heard there's macaroni men all over town [Sheila] Yeah? But what is a macaroni man? She's got to be kidding [Helen] Uh-uh, I know. A macaroni man is a dude who wears big, big hats and catchin' all the ladies. [Valerie/Sheila] Oh!... Alligator shoes Still he cries the blues Silk suits and diamond rings Sell them most than anything He's God's gift to the ladies That's what he is, yes, it is Beware, don't let the green grass fool ya Use your mind, don't let get past and rule ya Macaroni man Out to catch you any way he can On the game, out of sight Face is warm full of heart of ice Macaroni man Out to catch you any way he can Better get on your P's and Q's If you don't, you're gonna pay hard dues Ooh... yeah, yeah... Sleeping in his car Roamin' near, roamin' far Searchin' for his prey Think of everything what he's got to say Tell the lady what she loves to hear His magnetism just draws you near And he knows just how to set his trap (He knows) His swagger is clean and all he can rap Macaroni man Out to catch you any way he can Young or old, you can make his team Be a lady at his changing schemes Macaroni man Out to catch you any way he can You better get on your P's and Q's 'Cause if you don't, you're gonna be misused Yeah... yeah, yeah... [Valerie/spoken:] Now, let me get on the fellas' case right there. If you men don't get on your job, One of these evenings when you're coming home From out of that office of land of whatever you do, You're gonna find a note saying, "Baby, I love you, but goodbye." Because the macaroni man don't play; He knows when, how, and what to say. So if I were you, instead of coming home with an attitude demanding something to eat, I use a little tact and say something sweet. Then you got a chance to compete. He's God's gift to the ladies That's what he is, yes, it is Now beware, don't let the green grass fool ya Use your mind, don't let get past and rule ya Macaroni man Out to catch you any way he can On the game and he's out of sight His face is warm, but his heart is ice Macaroni man Out to catch you any way he can Silk suits and diamond rings Sell them most than everything, yeah Macaroni man Out to catch you any way he can Oh yeah You better watch out, you better watch out Ooh, for the macaroni man Macaroni man Out to catch you any way he can His swagger's clean, his rap is mean Ohh... yeah, yeah... |
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