This Man - Wallace

This man, honey, has been running all over town

Looking for, looking for some lady to woo

His face so symmetrical, his belly gone too

But this man’s been a married man

He’s talking like it too

They met, honey, talking face to face

No dice, no juice

She smiled at his head, and admired his lack of belly too

But this man was a married man

She could smell it on him too

She met him in the alley way

His sad oily shoes

This man looked different, prettier

Then the regular group

Marriage had him grow up, honey

Guess not too sexy any who

My name ain’t Wallace, how about you?