No Man In His Wrong Heart

On the inside flap of a matchbook cover She made me the kind of offer That no man in a weak state could outrun I tried to think what a gentleman would say Turnin' that kind of opportunity away I tried my best to tell her I'm not the right one Like no man in his wrong heart would've done I said, "No man, like no man would've said If he wasn't in love with you the way I am" It could've been easy for me to be a gooner Something a whole lot stronger made me run Like no man in his wrong heart would've done Didn't want her to think that I wasn't flattered Her interest in me, believe me it mattered So I dropped several quarters in the old jukebox I said, "I want you to dance all night on me In a lucky man's arms whoever he might be" Then I hit that door like I was shot from a gun Like no man in his wrong heart would've done I said, "No man, like no man would've said If he wasn't in love with you the way I am" It could've been easy for me to be a gooner Something a whole lot stronger made me run Like no man in his wrong heart would've done It could've been easy for me to be a gooner Something a whole lot stronger made me run Like no man in his wrong heart Like no man in his wrong heart would've done Like no man in his wrong heart Like no man in his wrong heart Like no man, like no man Like no man in his wrong heart Like no man, like no man Like no man