He was the best marble shooter
Who lived in the whole darn town
He never played in a football game
Where he scored under five touchdowns, no no
He could run the hundred yard dash
In nine-five, baby, yeah
Once a house caught a-fire
And he went in and saved
All seven people's lives
He was the one most likely to succeed
But a room full of ribbons and trophies
Ain't what you need, no
You need yourself a man, girl
You need me, baby oh!
You need me, baby

He was given the key to the city
When he left home goin' to college
Now he already had an A+ average, but
He felt that he needed
A little more knowledge, yeah
People were at the train station, huh
Some cryin' and some brought lunch, yeah
And I watched the ones that were cryin'
Baby, you were right in the
Middle of the bunch, huh
He was the one most likely to succeed
But a room full of
Master degrees and trophies
Ain't what you need, no
You need a man, baby
I think you need me, oh!

I'm just a man that loved your children, huh
Oh baby, you told me that you loved children
Too didn't you, baby?
Oh, huh
Now I know I can't run the hundred yard dash
As fast as he can, baby, huh
But I know I can provide for you
And four-five children, too, yeah

Now he ain't never coming back for you, baby
You read what the people said
He called this a little one-horse
Town full of jive people, huh
I think his success has gone to his head
Now he didn't even think to write
You a penny postal card, baby
Woo hoo, heh try to see through him, baby
And stop trying to be so hard, yeah
Now listen, huh

I know he was the one most likely to succeed
But listen, baby, huh
A man full of them high-falutin'
Ideals ain't what you need no, huh
You need yourself a man, baby
I'm puttin' my vote in for me, huh ow!

You need me, baby