Mr. Big

Mr. Bigstuff, who do u think u are?
Mr.Bigstuff, you’re never gonna get my love
Not because you wear
All those fancy clothes (oh yeah)
And have a big fine car
Oh yes you do now
Do you think I can’t afford
To give you my love (oh yeah)
You think you’re higher,
Than every star above
Mr.Bigstuff, who do you think you are?
Mr.Bigstuff, you’re never gonna get my love
Now I know all the girls
I’ve seen you with
I know you broke their hearts
And ate them up bit by bit
You made them cry,
Many poor girls cry
When they trying to keep you happy,
They just trying ta keep you satisfied
Mr. Bigstuff,(tell me tell me), who do you think you are?
Mr.Bigstuff, you’re never gonna get my love
I’d rather give my love
To a poor guy that has a love that is true
(Oh yeah)
Then to be fooled by,
And get hurt by you
Cause when I give my love,
I want love in return (oh yeah)
Now I know this is a lesson
Mr.Bigstuff you haven’t learned
Mr.Bigstuff, tell me, who do you think you are?
Mr.Bigstuff, you’re never gonna get my love
Mr.Bigstuff, you’re never gonna break my heart
Mr.Bigstuff, you’re never gonna make me cry