na na nan na
na na nan na

I swear to tell the truth
and nothing but the truth
loving him ain't easy
he's bad bad news
mama says use your head
you don't need him
look at all the shit he pulled you through
papa curses baby girl if you don't leave him
there's nothing I can do for you
there's nothing I can do

he's a mean man but he's my man
my man alone
he's a mean mean one
a son of a gun
he keeps me by the telephone
he's a mean man, my man, my man alone


na na nan na (he's my man)
na na nan na (my mean man)
na na nan na

he likes to mess around
he's always in the mess
likes to have a drink or two
before he gets down to rest
knock knock six o'clock in the morning
baby I'll be missing you
he comes and goes without a warning
doing what he do hmm
doing what he do


he's a mean man but he's my man
my man alone
he's a mean mean one
a son of a gun
he keeps me by the telephone
he's a mean man, my man, my man alone

na na nan na (he's my man)
na na nan na (my mean man)

he lies and he cheats
he loves and he leaves
that's just the way it goes
but I do what I can
I stand by my man
I think he loves me
I think he knows
I think he knows

he's a mean man but he's my man
my man alone
he's a mean mean one
a son of a gun
he keeps me by the telephone
he's a mean man my man
my man alone
he's a mean man my man
my man my man alone

na na nan na
na na nan na