US male
I'm a U.S. male 'cause I was bornIn a Mississippi town on a Sunday mornNow Mississippi just happens to occupy a placeIn the southeastern portion of this here United StatesThat's a matter of fact, buddyAnd you know it wellSo I just call myself the U.S. MaleThat's M A L E, son, that's me
Now I said all that to say all thisI've been watchin' the wayYou've been watchin' my missFor the last three weeks you been hot on her trailAnd you kinda upset this U.S. maleYou touch her once with your greasy handsI'm gonna stretch your neck like a long rubber bandShe's wearin' a ring that I bought her on saleAnd that makes her the property of this U.S. male
You better not mess with the U.S. male my friendThe U.S. male gets mad, he's gonna do you inYou know what's good for yourself sonYou better find somebody else sonDon't tamper with the property of the U.S. male
Through the rain and the heat and the sleet and the snowThe U.S. male is on his toesQuit watchin' my woman, for that ain't wiseYou ain't pullin' no wool over this boy's eyesI catch you 'round my woman, champI'm gonna leave your head 'bout the shape of a stampKinda flattened out, so you'll do wellTo quit playin' games with this U.S. male
You better not mess with the U.S. male my friendThe U.S. male gets mad, he's gonna do you inYou know what's good for yourself sonYou better find somebody else sonDon't tamper with the property of the U.S. male
Sock it to me one time
I'm gonna tell it like it is sonI catch you messin' 'round with that woman of mineI'm gonna lay one on yaYou're talkin' to the U.S. maleThe American U.S. male