On The Inside Flap Of A Matchbook Cover

She Made Me The Kind Of Offer

That No Man In A Weak State Could Outrun

I Tried To Think What A Gentleman Would Say

Turnin' That Kind Of Opportunity Away

I Tried My Best To Tell Her I'm Not The Right One

Like No Man In His Wrong Heart Would've Done



I Said No Ma'am

Like No Man Would've Said If He Wasn't In Love

With You The Way I Am

It Could've Been Easy For Me To Be A Gooner

But Something A Whole Lot Stronger Made Me Run

Like No Man In His Wrong Heart Would've Done.



Didn't Want Her To Think That I Wasn't Flattered

Her Interest In Me, Believe Me It Mattered

So I Dropped Several Quarters In The Old Jukebox

I Said I Want You To Dance All Night On Me

In A Lucky Man's Arrms

Whoever He Might Be

Then I Hit That Door Like I Was Shot From A Gun

Like No Man In His Wrong Heart Would've Done