Carolyn, let me tell you what I heard about a man today.
He didn't come home from work and he went away.
'Til he came to a city, bright in the nightime like day.
There they say he met up with some women dressed in yellow and scarlet.
Their warm lips, like a honeycomb, dripped with honey.
And somethin' about the smell of strange perfume,
Made him feel warm, and not alone.
Yes, Carolyn, a man will do that,
Sometimes on his own,
And sometimes when he's lonely.
I believe a man will do that,
Sometimes out of spite,
But Carolyn, a man will do that always,
When he's treated bad at home.
Yes, Carolyn, a man will do that,
Sometimes on his own,
And sometimes when he's lonely.
I believe a man will do that,
Sometimes out of sipte,
But Carolyn, a man will do that always,
When he's treated bad at home.
Writer(s): Tommy Collins
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