No Man In His Wrong Heart

On the inside flap of a matchbook cover

She made me the kind of offer

No man in a weak state could outrun

I tried to think what a gentleman would say

To turn that kind of opportunity away

I tried my best to tell her I'm not the right one

Like no man in his wrong heart could have done

And I said no man like no man

Would have said if he wasn't in love

With you the way I am

Could've been easy for me to be a goner

But something a whole lot stronger

Made me run

Like no man in his wrong heart

Would have done

Didn't want her to think that I wasn't flattered

Or interested in me believe me, it mattered

So I dropped several quarters in that ol' jukebox

I said I want you to dance all night on me

In a lucky man's arms, whoever he might be

Then I hit that door like I was shot from a gun

Like no man in his wrong heart would have done

And I said no ma'am, like no man

Would have said if he wasn't in love

With you the way I am

Could've been easy for me to be a goner

But something a whole lot stronger

Made me run

Like no man in his wrong heart

Would have done

Could've been easy for me to be a goner

But something a whole lot stronger

Made me run

Like no man in his wrong heart

Like no man in his wrong heart

Would have done

Like no man in his wrong heart

Like no man in his wrong heart

Like no man, Like no man

Like no man in his wrong heart

(Like no man)! x2