Don’t Mess With My Man Songtext
von Irma Thomas

You can have my husband
But please don′t mess with my man
You can have my husband
But please don't mess with my man
I′m telling all you women
I want you all to understand

Now, when I was with my
Husband he was really mean
But when I'm with my man he
Treats me like a queen

You can have my husband
But please don't mess with my man
I′m telling all you women
I want you all to understand


Now the money my husband
Made was for red beans and rice
My man gives me steaks
Now ain′t that nice?

You can have my husband
But please don't mess with my man
I′m telling all you women
I want you all to understand

The money my husband made
Was for red beans and rice
But my man keeps me in steaks
Now ain't that nice?

You can have my husband
But please don′t mess with my man
I'm telling all you women
I want you all to understand

Yes
He′s mine
Don't mess with him
Leave him alone