Talkin' To The Wrong Man lyrics |
Michael Martin Murphey & Ryan Murphey |
Hey, Daddy |
I've got a problem |
Last night I took my girlfriend For a ride |
And the way she |
Touched my hand, Dad |
Got this funny feeling deep inside |
So I leaned over and I kissed her |
Put my arms around her and then |
Well she reached up and she slapped me |
She said 'You're just like all the other men' |
Son, you're talkin' to the wrong man |
If you want to know |
What girls are all about |
You're talkin' to the wrong man |
I still ain't got your mama figured out |
By the way, Son |
I've got a problem |
I wonder could you talk with me awhile |
See lately, your mama she ignores me |
Hardly ever gives me a little smile |
So I was thinkin' |
Maybe you could show me |
The way you younger fellas comb your hair |
Think I need to change my style, Son |
Could you show me something really cool to wear? |
Dad, you're talking to the wrong man |
If you want to know |
What girls are all about |
You're talkin' to the wrong man |
Still ain't got my girlfriend figured out |
So I guess we'll just go fishin' |
Maybe head out to that old golf course today |
When our buddies ask us about women |
I think I know exactly what we'll say |
Boys, you're talking to the wrong men |
If you want to know |
What girls are all about |
You're talkin' to the wrong men |
Still ain't got them women figured out |
Still ain't got them women figured out |