A Man Who Isn’t So Smooth Thelma Houston

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I like a man who fumbles some
Who stumbles to my arms a little clumsy
And he comes to me because he wants me
And he comes to me with nothing to prove
I just want a man, I'd like to find a man
Oh I, I need a man who isn’t so smooth, uh-huh

Ooh, I'd like a guy who's just a little shy
Who doesn’t try to be an advertisement, no
And his excitement, when he holds me in his arms
Has got the kind of charm, ooh, that you never can lose
I just want a man, I'd like to find a man
You know I, I need a man who isn't so smooth

And he can be crazy like the moon, if he wants to
Ooh, just as long as I'm the sun in his sky
Oh, and every night up in the stars above
There's a place he takes me to, that's only his and mine

Ooh, I'd like a man who calls me by my name
And not some name he's called someone before me
And he’ll adore me for the woman I was born
The one that’s unadorned, ooh, and so often confused
I just want a man, I'd like to find a man
You know, I need a man who isn’t so smooth