No man Lovin all the no good things Never treats me as he should That aint no Hes always me down Hes no saint Heaven knows thats what aint Spends his money foolishly Not on me Im the one who gets the run-around
ought to hate him and yet I him so For I require Love thats made fire And in his arms I find I always get that kind No man Ever since the world began There have been fools like me Born to be In love with no good man