Daniel Amos - He's Gonna Do A Number On You lyrics

The morning paper is not that sane A man is smiling, do you know his name? (Ha-ah, ha-ah) He's shaking hands with the president It almost seems as though he's heaven sent I'm mad about, I'm mad about you I'm mad about you He's gonna do a number on you He's gonna do a number on you Something inside tells you to hide You cannot decide what to do (Ha-ah, ha-ah) Oh no, what's wrong? Something's on his face I know it's crazy, but love is not a trace I'm mad about, I'm mad about you I'm mad about you He's gonna do a number on you He's gonna do a number on you Something inside tells you to hide You cannot decide what to, cannot decide what to Think of this guy, is there a pie in the sky? I'd hate to imply that I knew He's got a friend it seems there is no end To the tricks that he do, always on cue Standing in line, it's so divine You choose the place My hand or my face