Oh yeah
Woop
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Now, because you wear all those fancy clothes
And have a big fine car, oh yes you do now
Do you think I can afford to give you my love?
You think you're higher than every star above
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Now I know all the girls I've seen you with
I know you broke their hearts one after another now, bit by bit
You made 'em cry, many poor girls cry
When they tried to keep you happy
They just tried to keep you satisfied
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me, tell me
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
I'd
rather give my love to a poor guy
That has a love that's true
Than to be fooled around and get hurt by you
'Cause when I give my love, I want love in return
Now I know this is a lesson Mr. Big Stuff you haven't learned
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna break my heart
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna make me cry
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me
Just who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna break my heart
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna make me cry
Mr. Big Stuff, tell me, tell me
Just who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love