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Titel: MANCHILD
Interpret: NENEH CHERRY
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O.K., 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 think you're gonna win this time, manchild ?
Is it the pain of the drinking or the Sunday sinking feeling,
the car never seems to work when it's late.
Your girlfriend's on a date and the hero with her,
in your dream in your sleep it seemed like you
turn around and ask yourself, turn around, ask yourself:
Manchild will you ever win,
manchild, look at the state you're in !
Could you go undercover and sell your brand-new lover, could you
be someone else for a night, maybe someone else will love you,
you sell your soul for a tacky song
like the one you hear on the radio.
Turn around, ask yourself, turn around and ask yourself:
Manchild will you ever win,
manchild, look at the state you're in !
Manchild, he will make you cry,
manchild, manchild, manchild.
From Monday down to Friday you're working on another mans car,
or is it in the factory ? - It doesn't matter where you are.
Just turn around and ask yourself is this communication,
accentuate the positive to give some illustrations,
See, manchild, you're no one, I 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 exstatic to recieve
for the meantime another mean rhyme, I keep on saying it,
I know what the time is, and the crown will keep on playing it
through the speaker boxes, loud's 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 mike is easy,
just believe that all you need is the air that you breathe !
Turn around, ask yourself -
Manchild will you ever win,
manchild, look at the state you're in !
He's the apple of your eye.
Once bitten, twice shy, why don't you bite me again,
just take it in the right and go and tell your friend,
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 style I'm stimulating dance floors, raise your body temperature
now,
and this demands for power in the amp, you know loud's my diagnosis,
'Cause I believe in miracles and words in heavy doses !