I don’t like little guys, I need me some size
don’t like lyin’ eyes or words spoken unwise
I like hands that can grip me and eyes that can rip through me into my soul,
get under my skin, become my next of kin.
Intelligence is sexy, use them big words,
make them big moves make me come unglued.
Don’t like bad boys, or boys that play with toys,
matter of fact don’t like boys at all –
need a real man to do real things
to conversate, keep me up speakin’ life way, way too late.
Don’t need no smooth talker,
no man old enough to be my father or have the use for a walker,
no super young guy I need to teach,
no man who thinks he knows how to live my life better than I do,
I don’t have time for someone who feels the need to preach.
And money can’t buy happiness, but you know I need a guy who can at least afford to eat
We can lean on each other, but you gotta have your own two feet.
Tell me, do you have plans beyond tomorrow,
And have you learned anything from the mistakes of yesterday?
Do you have dreams you’re willing to follow
Or do you just work through the grind day by day,
Cause I can’t handle no man who just drudges through miserably,
Caring only bout that paycheck, no time for making sweet love cause he’s too damn tired
I need a man who can see his priorities clearly.
You can work hard, but then you gotta come home and play hard
Or this will hardly be workin…
I want a man who is strong
But knows the true meaning of strength isn’t wrapped up in outward macho appearances
It’s in doing right by his family, admitting when he’s wrong
It’s in loving his woman with all of his might
And even when it isn’t easy, striving to do what’s right
A strong man don’t care too much bout what his boys think,
Bout throwing that paper round, or buying one last round of drinks.
He’d much rather be there to tuck his babies in
Than to stay out late watching some young lady show off all her skin.