You Wouldn't Believe

[Verse 1]

He was a king ’til she laid waste

Now he can not fill up the space

And I just see him drifting

While he’s drifting

On bourbon alley, feeling low

Just because she let him go

I don’t think he even knows

He’ll never be fine

[Chorus]

And he’s got a head full of ideas

Let me tell ya, that you wouldn’t believe

And he’s got a heart made of pure gold

And something else, so many tricks up his sleeve

You might think he’s a jester

Because he’ll make you laugh 'til you cry

And what else, you better come with your best if you test him

Unless you’re ready to die

[Bridge 1]

Wonder woman got rid of wonder man

That man’s not part of her wonder plan

Letter to the so called better bet on my man

Believe it you will find out baby, damn

[Chorus]

Head full of ideas

Let me tell ya, that you wouldn’t believe

And he’s got a heart made of pure gold

And something else, so many tricks up his sleeve

You might think he’s a jester

Because he’ll make you laugh 'til you cry

And what else, you better come with your best if you test him

Unless you’re ready to die

[Verse 3]

A million people come and go

Through a person’s ebb and flow

And faces keep on changing

While they're changing

A certain few will stay in tact

When they’re not they’ll don an act

I know this important fact

Don’t get confused like

[Chorus]

And he’s got a head full of ideas

Let me tell ya, that you wouldn’t believe

And he’s got a heart made of pure gold

And something else, so many tricks up his sleeve

You might think he’s a jester

Because he’ll make you laugh 'til you cry

And what else, you better come with your best if you test him

Unless you’re ready to die

[Bridge 2]

First you love him then you're loving him not

All the while he just smiles, giving all that he’s got

Do you find it in your heart to say he’s not what you sought

Do you want me to continue with this, or what

[Interlude]

Whoa yeah

Whoa yeah

[Outro]

Head full of ideas

Let me tell ya, that you wouldn’t believe

And he’s got a heart made of pure gold

And something else, so many tricks up his sleeve

Sleeve, sleeve