He was the best marble shooter

That lived in the whole darn town

He never played in a football game

Where he scored under five touchdowns

No, no



He could run the 100-yard dash

In nine-five baby, yeah

Once a house caught on fire

And he went in and saved

All seven people's lives



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He was the one most likely to succeed

But a room full of trophies and silvers ain't what you need, no

You need yourself a man, girl



You need me baby

You need me baby



He was given the key to the city

When he left home goin' to college

Now he already had an A average but

He felt that he needed a bit more knowledge, ya



People were at the train station

Some cryin', and some brought him lunch

And I watched the ones that were cryin'

And baby you were right in the middle of the bunch



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He was the one most likely to succeed

But a room full of trophies and silvers ain't what you need, no

You need yourself a man, girl



I think you need me



Oh! I'm just a man that loves children

Oh baby, you told me that you love children too

Didn't you baby

Oh, huh



Now I know I can't run the 100-yard dash as fast as he can, baby

But I know I can provide for you

And four or five children too, yeah



Now he ain't ever comin' back for you baby

You read what the paper said

He called this a little one-horse town

Full of jive people, huh

I think it's success goin' to his head



Now he didn't even think to write you a bitty postcard, baby

Woo-hoo, try to see through it baby

And stop trying to be so hard



Now listen

I know he was the one most likely to succeed

But listen baby

A man full of them high-follutin' ideas isn't what you need, no

It's just a man, baby

I'm putting my vote in for me

Ow!



You need me baby

I'm gonna vote for myself baby