People ty to figure me out.
They want to know just what I am all about.
They'll never know,
The feelings they see is just a show.
They only one who knowa who I am,
Is that special somebody...I call him My Man.
He knows what I am all about,
He knows the reasons why I shout.
He knows what I am thinking,
That's the reason why I am sticking.
So if you'e wondering who the hell I am,
Just go ask My Special Somebody...I call him My Man.
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