Man With A Mission - Don Henley

I see these women at the car wash

Women at the mall, little-bitty women and women who are tall

One of them is perfect and I want her for myself

Never gonna settle for anybody else

All my good buddies try to fix me up, buddy, I’ve had enough

I’m gonna run a few red lights, grind a few gears

Start a few fist fights, drink a few beers

Even though I’m tryin' every trick in the book

You gimme drop dead, drop dead looks

You the finest woman that I’ve ever seen

Why you wanna be so mean?

Well, everybody tries to tell me there’s nothin' I can do

But I’m a man with a mission, baby, you know it’s you, it’s you

Well I’m a man with a mission, man with a mission

Man with a mission, baby, you know it’s you, it’s you

Everybody runnin' round here

Sayin', «Where's the party?

Where’s the party?»

Sonny-boy, don’t ask me, 'cause I don’t know

I got somethin' else on my mind today, somewhere else to go

Well-a, well-a, well-a everybody tries to tell me, there’s nothin' I can do

But I’m a man with a mission, baby you know it’s you, it’s you

Well I’m a man with a mission

Man with a mission, man with a mission

Baby, you know it’s you, it’s you

Man with a mission, man with a mission

Man with a mission, baby you know it’s you, it’s you

Man with a mission, man with a mission

Man with a mission, baby, you know it’s you