My Man

My man don't treat me right
Don't kiss me sweet good night
Don't buy me flowers to smell
He's a rotten boy from hell

My man don't treat me good
He eats up all my food
And he leaves me such a mess
They say I'm cursed, but I am blessed

Cause he loves me, he loves me
He really, really loves me
And his eyes are bluer
Than the bluest sky above the city
You don't agree? Well, what a pity
He loves me, yes, he does

My man don't treat me sweet
He walks the empty street
And he drinks and smokes and swears
And they say he doesn't care

My man, he breaks my heart
He tears me all apart
And he leaves me such a mess
They say I'm cursed, but I am blessed

Cause he loves me, he loves me
He really, really loves me
And his eyes are bluer
Than the bluest sky above the city
You don't agree? Well, what a pity
He loves me, yes, he does

Oh, my man, I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just a spare
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright
Alright

What's the difference if I say
I'll go away
When I know I'll come back on
My knees someday?
For whatever my man is
I'm his
Forevermore