Cherry Neneh Manchild Lyrics

Manchild Lyrics

OK, you`re on your own, it`s late
Your girlfriend is on another date with the hero in your dream
Turn around, ask yourself. So, you think you`re gonna win this time Manchild?

Is it the pain of the drinking
Or the Sunday sinking feeling
The car never seems to work
When it`s late your girlfriend`s on a date
And the hero with her in your dream
In your sleep it seemed to like you
Turn around and ask yourself
Turn around ask yourself

Chorus:
Manchild, will you ever win
Manchild, look at the state you`re in

Could you go undercover
And sell your brand new lover (could you)
Be someone else for a night
Maybe someone else will love you
You sell your soul for a tacky song
Like the one you hear on the radio
Turn around ask yourself
Turn around and ask yourself

Chorus:
Manchild, will you ever win
Manchild, look at the state you`re in
Manchild, he will make you cry
Manchild, Manchild, Manchild

From Monday down to Friday
You`re working on another man`s car
Or is it in the factory?
It doesn`t matter where you are

Just turn around and ask yourself is this communication
Accentuate the positive and give some illustration
See Manchild, you`re no one, you turn the microphone on
Control communication when I`m kickin` it and so on
To the point that I need, the air that I breathe
Into an audience that`s waiting and ecstatic to receive
For the meantime another mean rhyme, I keep on sayin` it
I know what the time is the crowd will keep playing it
Through the speaker boxes loud`s my diagnosis
`Cause I believe in miracles and words in heavy doses.
Enough R-E-S-P-E and C-T
Respect yourself express no stress the mike is easy
Just believe that all you need is the air that you breathe.
Turn around ask yourself

Chorus:
Manchild, will you ever win
Manchild, look at the state you`re in
Manchild, he will make you cry
Manchild, Manchild, Manchild
He`s the apple of your eye

Once bitten twice shy, why don`t you bite me again
Just take it in the right and go tell your friend
Are you ready for the words I turn the microphone on
A figure of speech to reach you at the back and so on
The style I`m stimulating dance floors
Raise your body temperature now and
This demands for power in the amp you know louds my diagnosis
`Cause I believe in miracles and words in heavy doses.