Now when I was a little boy, 
At the age of five, 
I had somethin' in my pocket, 
Keep a lot of folks alive. 

Now I'm a man, 
Made twenty-one, 
You know baby, 
We can have a lot of fun. 

I'm a man, 
I spell M-A-N...man. 

All you pretty women, 
Stand in line, 
I can make love to you baby, 
In an hour's time. 

I'm a man, 
I spell M-A-N...man. 

I goin' back down, 
To Kansas to 
Bring back the second cousin, 
Little John the conqueroo. 

I'm a man, 
I spell M-A-N...man. 

The line I shoot, 
Will never miss, 
The way I make love to 'em, 
They can't resist. 

I'm a man, 
I spell M-A-N...man.

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