"Man" lyrics

"Man"

So, I'll count it, count it off
I'll count it off
1-1, 2, 3, go

I got a man who makes me want to kill
I got a man who makes me want to kill
I got a man who makes me wanna...
Oh, I got a man who makes me want to kill

There he is, there he is
There he is, there he is

I got a man who makes me want to die
I got a man who makes me want to die
I got a man who makes me wanna...
Oh, I got a man who makes me want to die

You're all gonna burn in hell
I said we're all gonna burn in hell
'Cause we do what we gotta do real well
And we've got the fever to tell
I said we've got the fever to tell
Hey!

Come on!
Hurt me now, uh-uh!
Hey!
Uh
Hey!
Come on!
Uh!
Huh!

2, 3, go

I got a man waiting for me
I got a man who makes the devil pale
I got a man who makes me want to kill
I got a man who makes me want to kill

You're all gonna burn in hell
I said we're all gonna burn in hell
'Cause we do what we gotta do real well
And we've got the fever to tell
I said we've got the fever to tell

Yeah, I got a man
Well, I got a man
Hey, I got a man
Yeah, yeah, I got a man


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