Goddamn, man-child You fucked me so good that I almost said, "I love you" You're fun and you're wild But you don't know the half of the shit that you put me through Your poetry's bad and you blame the news But I can't change that, and I can't change your mood Ahh ah-ah ah-ah-ah 'Cause you're just a man, it's just what you do Your head in your hands as you color me blue Yeah, you're just a man, all through and through Your head in your hands as you color me blue Blue, blue, blue ( ) ( ) Goddamn, man-child You act like a kid even though you stand six foot two Self-loathing poet, President Moro, can you know it all? You're trapped to the walls when the party gets bored of you But I don't get bored, just see you through Why wait for the best when I could have you? You ooh-ooh ooh-ooh-ooh 'Cause you're just a man, it's just what you do Your head in your hands as you color me blue Yeah, you're just a man, all through and through Your head in your hands as you color me blue Blue, blue You make me blue---, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh Blue, blue, blue ( )