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 Arrms
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