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 Im not the right one
Like no man in his wrong heart wouldve done

I said 'No man like no man wouldve said
If he wasnt in love with you the way I am'
It couldve been easy for me to be a gooner
Something a whole lot stronger made me run
Like no man in his wrong heart wouldve done

Didnt want her to think that I wasnt 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 mans arms whoever he might be'

Then I hit that door like I was shot from a gun
Like no man in his wrong heart wouldve done

I said 'No man like no man wouldve said
If he wasnt in love with you the way I am'
It couldve been easy for me to be a gooner
Something a whole lot stronger made me run
Like no man in his wrong heart wouldve done

It couldve 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 wouldve 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 likeno man