Texty: Macy Gray. The Sellout. That Man.

We always rock around
We always rock around

We gonna rock around
We always rock around
I was so happy 'bout the love I found
'Til I went to the library
And I saw him

I said, "Oh yeah, oh yeah
I want that man"

He stole my heart
And he killed me softly
He stole my heart
And he killed me softly

She said, "Oh, if he's stealing and killing
Then he must be a black man"

He my wonderful order
He my piece of cake
My personal
President of the United States

Hey, baby
Hey, daddy
Hey, sugar

You sure are a looker
In your, bling, bling chain
And your Gucci shades
You got the custom made bow

I think I'm coming over
Saying, "Oh yeah, oh yeah
I want that man"

I'm gonna say it, love
I'm gonna say it, love
I was so happy 'bout the love I found
See, I went to the museum
And I saw him

Oh yeah, oh yeah
I want that man

He wrote me poetry
And bought me a car
He wrote me poetry
And bought me a car

She said, "Oh, if he wrote you poetry
And bought you a car
He must be a nice man"

He my brand new Mercedes
He my piece of pie
He my very own personal
Jesus Christ

Hey, baby
Hey, daddy
Hey, sugar

You sure are a looker
In your, bling, bling chain
And your Gucci shades
You got the custom made lover

I think I'm coming over
Saying, "Oh yeah, oh yeah
I want that man"

Hey, baby, baby
I've been looking all over the world
You be my man, I will be your girl
I think together we can go real far
Specially if we had a jet, private
You can get it, you bet it

Hey, baby, baby
I've been looking all over the world
You be my man, I will be your girl

Extraordinary
That man
I wanna marry
That man

Hey, daddy
Hey, sugar

Yeah, you sure are a looker
When I look at you
All I have to say is
That man