no man in his wrong heart

on the inside flap of a matchbook cover

she made me the kind of offer

that no man in a weak state could outrun

i tried to think what a gentleman would say

turnin' that kind of opportunity away

i tried my best to tell her i'm not the right one

like no man in his wrong heart would've done

i said no ma'am

like no man would've said if he wasn't in love

with you the way i am

it could've been easy for me to be a gooner

but something a whole lot stronger made me run

like no man in his wrong heart would've done. didn't want her to think that i wasn't flattered

her interest in me

believe me it mattered

so i dropped several quarters in the old jukebox

i said i want you to dance all night on me

in a lucky man's arms

whoever he might be

then i hit that door like i was shot from a gun

like no man in his wrong heart would've done