Lyrics

I?ve got a job, I play in the band
I soak up the sun as I lay in the sand
Got all the pretty girls in the palm of my hand

Because I?m the man
You know I?m a man, I?m the man
I?m the man

I drive a car, it?s got to be a ?vette
My t-top sings the songs of market tech
I stay out late closing every bar
?Til the early morning hours thinking I?m a star
My baby shakes her head, she can?t understand

Because I?m the man I can?t hear my feelings call
Because she?s a woman and not allowed to see me blue
I love her and I leave her with a letter tacked upon her wall
Then I get out of there just before the teardrops fall

I can?t behave, I?ve got to hear her scream
I?m force with habit, I?m caught up in a dream
Boys with their toys and games in between
They run and hide their head, hoping to be seen
Denounced and in demand, the best in th