Every big city man,
Run around town, just...
Even tellin' how he loves,
A man'll put him down, yes...
How he gets what he wants,
Then he'll blow your mind,
Aww, but baby, you met your match this time, yeah yeah.
Hey hey, Mr. Playboy,
Hey Romeo,
It broke your heart,
If I let you go.
You been tellin' everybody where it's at.
Now run and tell that.
(Run on)
That's what you're gonna do.
(Run and tell that)
You say you never met a girl,
That you couldn't win,
That's what you said.
And if you been there once,
You can go back again,
Oh yes you did.
But ain't no two-timin',
Bone-crushin', sweet-talkin' John,
No, baby,
Gonna get my love and then,
Turn it wrong.
Hey hey, Mr. Playboy,
Hey Romeo,
It hurt you bad,
If I let you go.
You been tellin' everybody where it's at.
Now run and tell that.
(Run on)
That's what you better do now.
(Run and tell that)
You said you were the greatest man alive, yeah.
But I made up my mind to put you down in size, oh yeah.
I'll put somethin' on your mind,
You'll never forget, no baby.
I've got you walking in a daze,
You ain't recovered yet, no.
Hey hey, Mr. Big Stuff,
Hey Romeo,
You can tell the world,
That I told you so,
That I was gonna show you where it's at.
You been tellin' everybody where it's at.
Now run and tell that.
(Run on)
Now run on...
(Run and tell that)
[Fade]
Writer(s): Ora Craig
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