I'm a US male cause I was born in a south Georgia town on a Sunday morn
Now Georgia just happens to occupy a place
In the southeastern portion of these United States
Now that's a fact buddy and you know it well
So I just call myself the US male m-a-l-e son that's me
Now I said all that to say all this
I've been watchin' the way you've been watchin' my miss
For the past three weeks you've been hot on her trail
You kinda upsettin’ the US male
Now you touch her once with your greasy hand
I'm gonna stretch your neck like a long rubber band
Cause she's wearin' a ring that I bought her on sale
So that makes her the property of this US male
So you'd better not mess with the US male my friend
If the US male gets mad he's gonna do you in
If you know what's good for yourself son you'd go find ya somebody else son
Don't tamper with the property of the US male
Through the rain and the heat and the sleet and the snow
The US male is on his toes
So quit watchin' my woman cause that ain't wise
You ain't pullin' no wool over this boy's eyes
Now I catch you round my woman champ
I'm gonna leave your head bout the shape of a stamp
Kind of flattened out so you'd do well to quit playin' games with the US male
So you'd better not mess with the US male my friend...
Tell him guitar yeah yeah
Now I'm tellin' ya son keep your greasy meat hooks off my woman