The Fondelles - Hoozatt Man Lyrics

Hoozat Man? At the podium Talking crazy, now where's he from?
New York City, with a silver spoon
Gesticulating like he was a big tycoon
When his lips are moving, he's telling you lies
Naming and blaming, all the other guys
Tiny fingers wigged-out hair
Coke and French-fries on the TV chair
Hoozat Man? Hoozat Man? Hoozat Man? Hoozat Man?
Barricades for the human race
Information coming from outer space
All for one, and that don't mean you
What's he saying? What's he gonna do?
Tricking you up with the home-made news
Say the truth; man gonna blow the fuse
All of the friends on shaky ground....watch that man, he'll stab your back
Hoozat Man? Hoozat Man? Hoozat Man? Hoozat Man?
Pimpin and hiding on the sly
Pornographic ladies' guy
Slick illusion, for the family plan
Smoke and mirrors for that golden brand (understand?)
How'd he do it? Who's to blame?
You and me, babe and the Ku Klux Klan
So much money so much pain
Even God Almighty never gonna save that man
Hoozat Man? Hoozat Man? Hoozat Man? Hoozat Man?