honey, don't you want a man like me?

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honey honey, baby don't you want a man like me, honey honey, baby don't you want a man like me, he was the playboy type, his fav'rite phrase was "outa-site!", he had an irish setter, it was a singles bar, a tuesday night, the moon was dim, the band was tight, they did the bump together, what a splendid sight, her teeth were white, the drinks were cheap, he was glad that he met her, she was an office girl, her fav'rite group was helen reddy, honey honey, baby don't you want a man like me, honey honey, baby don't you want a man like me, she was a lonely sort, just a little too short, her jokes were dumb and her fav'rite sport, was hockey, he was duly impressed and was quick to suggest, any sport with a puck had to be 'bout the best, as he jabbed his elbow in her, later on they went off to where the music was soft. the candles were drippy, they saw a real hippy, who delivered their dinner, the rice was brown, and soon they found, that the crowd around that had jammed the room, well it seemed to be getting thinner, honey honey, baby don't you want a man like me, honey honey, baby don't you want a man like me, he took her home to a motor court, she wouldn't kiss him, he tried to ignore it, but it made him angry!, he called her a slut, a pig and a whore, a bitch and a cunt and she slammed the door, in a petulant frenzy!, on the sofa she weeps, boo hoo hoo hoo, she weeps and she weeps, boo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo, she weeps and she peeps, through the curtain, he just got in his car, but the battery's dead, so he asks to use the phone, and she gives him some head, and that's the end of the story, honey honey, baby don't you want a man like me, honey honey, baby don't you want a man like me