Ann Wilson — Missionary Man

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I was born an original sinner
I was born from original sin
If I had a dollar bill for all the things I’ve done
There’d be a mountain of money piled up to my chin

My mama told me good, my mama told me strong
She said, «Be true to yourself and you can’t go wrong»
But there’s just one thing that you gotta understand
You can fool with your brother

But don’t mess with a missionary man
Don’t mess with a missionary man
Don’t mess with a missionary man
Don’t mess with a missionary man, woo!

Well, the missionary man, he’s got God on his side
He’s got saints and apostles backing up from behind
Black eyed looks from those Bible books
He’s a man with a mission, got a serious mind
There was a woman in the jungle, a monkey on a tree
The missionary man, he was following me
He said, «Stop what you’re doing, get down on your knees»
«Got a message for you that you better believe» (believe, believe)

Hey, yeah!
Come on
Oh, come on

(Don’t mess with a missionary man)
No, no, don’t do it
(Don’t mess with a missionary man)
Hey, hey, hey, yeah

I was born an original sinner (ooh-ooh)
I was born from original sin, yeah
If I had a dollar bill for all the things I’ve done
There’d be a mountain of money
Yeah

Missionary man (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Missionary man (yeah)
Missionary man
Don’t mess with a missionary man
Don’t mess with a missionary man (whoa)
Missionary man
Don’t you mess with a missionary man (missionary man)

(Oh-oh) missionary man
Don’t mess with a missionary man (oh)
Don’t mess with a missionary man (no, no, no, no)
Missionary man (oh, don’t mess with the man)
Missionary man (oh, yeah)
Missionary man
Don’t mess with a missionary man (no, no)
Don’t mess with a missionary man (hey, yeah)