Don't ya try to change my mind!
Don't you try.
You see, I ain't no fool.
No, I can tell,
Oh, baby, you ain't my kind!
My ki-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-hi-hi-hind!
I'm in love with a down-home man.
Simple lovin' I can understand.
I've been hustled by the best of them,
And you ain't nothing but a crazy man.
Hustler.
Oh, daytime hustler, you better look away.
Because I won't play your game no more.
No, no more, no.
You spend all of your money
On those other women
Who are blind enough to buy your shame.
All your sha-a-a-a-a-ame, oh, oh, oh.
Fancy money doesn't buy my love!
Flashy Cadillacs won't make me f-ck!
I been hustled by the best of them,
And you ain't nothing but a crazy man.
Hustler, hustler,
Hustler, hustler,
Ooh, hustler,
Hustler, baby, oh!
Whoa! Daytime Hustler!
Ooh, what did you say?
I say you're a jive, jive dude.
Yes, I do. Yes, I do.
You just don't, you just don't,
Ya just don't know
That you are really,
You're really not too cool.
And I believe your mind is slow.
Oh, oh, oh.
I'm in love with a down-home man.
Simple lovin' I can understand.
I've been hustled by the best of them,
And you ain't nothing but a crazy, crazy man.
Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler,
Hustler, hustler, hustler baby.
Oh, hustler. Oh, hustler. Oh, hustler.
Hustler baby . . .
Daytime Husler, you're out of line. Don't ya try to change my mind! Don't you try. You see, I ain't no fool. No, I can tell, Oh, baby, you ain't my kind! My ki-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-hi-hi-hind! I'm in love with a down-home man. Simple lovin' I can understand. I've been hustled by the best of them, And you ain't nothing but a crazy man. Hustler. Oh, daytime hustler, you better look away. Because I won't play your game no more. No, no more, no. You spend all of your money On those other women Who are blind enough to buy your shame. All your sha-a-a-a-a-ame, oh, oh, oh. Fancy money doesn't buy my love! Flashy Cadillacs won't make me f-ck! I been hustled by the best of them, And you ain't nothing but a crazy man. Hustler, hustler, Hustler, hustler, Ooh, hustler, Hustler, baby, oh! Whoa! Daytime Hustler! Ooh, what did you say? I say you're a jive, jive dude. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. You just don't, you just don't, Ya just don't know That you are really, You're really not too cool. And I believe your mind is slow. Oh, oh, oh. I'm in love with a down-home man. Simple lovin' I can understand. I've been hustled by the best of them, And you ain't nothing but a crazy, crazy man. Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler, Hustler, hustler, hustler baby. Oh, hustler. Oh, hustler. Oh, hustler. Hustler baby . . . Explain Request ×
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