On the inside flap of a matchbook cover
She made me the kind of offer
No man in a weak state could outrun
I tried to think what a gentleman would say
To turn that kind of opportunity away
I tried my best to tell her Im not the right one
Like no man in his wrong heart could have done
And I said no man like no man
Would have said if he wasnt in love
With you the way I am
Couldve been easy for me to be a goner
But something a whole lot stronger
Made me run
Like no man in his wrong heart
Would have done
Didnt want her to think that I wasnt flattered
Or interested in me believe me, it mattered
So I dropped several quarters in that ol jukebox
I said I want you to dance all night on me
In a lucky mans arms, whoever he might be
Then I hit that door like I was shot from a gun
Like no man in his wrong heart would have done
And I said no maam, like no man
Would have said if he wasnt in love
With you the way I am
Couldve been easy for me to be a goner
But something a whole lot stronger
Made me run
Like no man in his wrong heart
Would have done
Couldve been easy for me to be a goner
But something a whole lot stronger
Made me run
Like no man in his wrong heart
Like no man in his wrong heart
Would have done
Like no man in his wrong heart
Like no man in his wrong heart
Like no man, Like no man
Like no man in his wrong heart
Like no man! x2