Mr. Big Stuff lyrics

Oh, yeah, uh

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

Not because you wear

All those fancy clothes (Oh, yeah)

And have a big fine car, oh, yes, you do now

Do you think I can't afford

To give you my love? (Oh, yeah)

You think you're higher than every star above

Mr. Big Stuff, tell me

Just 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

And went after another now bit by bit

You made 'em cry, many poor girls cry

They're just trying to keep you happy

Just trying 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

Mr. Big Stuff, you're never gonna break my heart

Mr. Big Stuff, you're never gonna make me cry

I'd rather give my love

To a poor guy

That has a love that is true (Oh, yeah)

Than to be fooled around and get hurt by you

'Cause when I give my love,

I want love in return (Oh, yeah)

Now I know this is a lesson,

Mr. Big Stuff, you haven't learned

Mr. Big Stuff, tell me

Just who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Stuff, but 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

Who do you think you are? (Oh, yeah)

Mr. Big Stuff, you're never gonna get my love 

(Oh, yeah)

Mr. Big Stuff, you're never gonna break my heart 

(Oh, yeah)

Mr. Big Stuff, you're never gonna get my love

Mr. Big Stuff

• Artist:Precious Metal
• Album:Precious Metal (1990)