If
he don't always love you
on a dark and wintry night
If he don't take you in his arms
and wrap you warm and tight
If she don't stand beside your bed
when you're feeling ill
If she don't love you,
baby, then I will
Some men fill your heart with joy,
your head with just the same
Get your pulses racing
from the ribcage to the brain
Then they'll go and drop you
from the highest point they can
And my love,
that ain't no real man
If he don't take you by the hand
And lead you through this life
If he don't get down on his knees
And ask you for his wife
She lets all those hyenas
circle you for the kill
She don't protect you, baby, and I will
Some men fill your heart with joy,
your head with just the same
Get your bosses racing,
find the ribcage to the brain
Then they'll go and drop you
from the highest point they can
Let my love, that ain't no real man
He'll get you thinking everything
like you're the one to blame
It's your fault women have a heart
and men don't have a brain
If only you just sat there
with a false smile on your dress
None of us would be in such a mess
If he tries to better you
Like all those wiser guys
If his pitch is somewhere between
Your brain and inner thighs
If it ain't quite sinking in
Jack ain't taking jibs
If he won't wait for you back
Then I will, oh yeah
Some men fill your heart with joy
Your head with just the same
Get your passes raised
and found the ribcage to the brain
Then they'll go and drop you
from the highest point they can
Let my love
That ain't no real man
No, no, no, no, no, no
Then they'll go and drop you
from the highest point they can
Let my love, that ain't no real man