U.S. Male

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm a U.S. male, 'cause I was born In a Missouri town on a Sunday morn' Now, Missouri just happens to occupy a place In the midwestern portion of this here United States And that's a matter of fact, buddy And you know it well So I just call myself the U.S. Male That's M-A-L-E, son, that's me [Verse 2] Now I said all that, and I'll say all this I've been watchin' the way you've been watchin' my miss For the last three weeks you've been hot on her trail And you've kinda upset this U.S. male You touch her once with your greasy hands I'm gonna stretch your neck like a long rubber band She's wearin' a ring that I bought her on sale That makes her the property of this U.S. male [Chorus] You better not mess with the U.S. male, my friend The U.S. male gets mad, he's gonna do you in If you know what's good for yourself, son You better find somebody else, son Don't tamper with the property of the U.S. male Alright, do you read me? Hit it! [Verse 3] Through the rain, and the heat, and sleet, and snow This U.S. male is on his toes So quit watching my woman, 'cause that ain't wise Soon you'll be watching my fist heading right for your eyes Yeah, I catch you 'round my woman, champ I'm gonna leave your head 'bout the shape of a stamp Kinda flattened out, so you'll do well To quit playin' games with this U.S. male [Chorus] You better not mess with the U.S. male, my friend The U.S. male gets mad, he's gonna do you in If you know what's good for yourself, son You better find somebody else, son Don't tamper with the property of the U.S. male [Outro] Alright boys, put some meat over here Get that jelly pepper [?] That's right, get him! I'm gonna tell you like it is, son I catch you messin' with that woman of mine I'm gonna lay one on ya You're talkin' to the U.S. male The American U.S. male