Lyrics

Well we've all been talking about you
'Bout how your game has special rules
We all understand this
You're not playing anybody's fool

Stretched six ways 'til Sunday
You're black book always filled
You've got a bases loaded full-count in the bottom of the ninth
You know that fastball down the middle's getting drilled got to admit it

You're a Player
Your game's the only one in town
Got no ring upon your finger
No one at home to tie you down
Got to admit it you're a Player
The rules of love don't hold no ground
Can't count your women on your fingers
Your reputation's getting 'round, getting 'round

And your blinders keep you dashing 'round that track
Put you out to stud you ain't never coming back that's right 'cause

You're a Player
Your game's the only one in town
You say "It's nothing but a thing, y'all"
Your reputation's getting 'round, getting 'round

And your blinders keep you dashing 'round that track
Put you out to stud you ain't never coming back that's right 'cause

You're a Player
Your game's the only one in town
Ain't got no ring upon your finger
No one at home to let you down, let you down
You're a Player
The rules of love don't hold no ground
Can't count your women on your fingers
Your reputation's getting 'round, getting 'round

You're a Player, no doubt about it you're a Player
You're just a Player play on