[Verse 1]
You got a lotta bravado
You caught the mass machismo, you know
You wanna mano a mano baby
I ain't no violent type though you know me

Don't got no villain vaquero
Don't got no Marlyboro to smoke
I'm just a flower child lately
Sippin' the milk brought out by the poppyseed

[Chorus]
Help me help you understand, I'm not a real man
I am the mistress of a gun, I get it in bed before I kill someone
Uh-uh-uh

[Verse 2]
But if you fuck with my family
You'll see the lover inside me, believe me
I've got a bull, ballistic baby
He get a little sadistic, a little crazy

[Chorus]
Help me help you understand, he's not a real man
Hе's a delinquent in the street
Out running his mouth off, unablе to speak of a simple feeling
[Bridge]
(We live in a jungle, a bloody jungle)
Mano a mano, a jungle baby
You're not a violent type, well to you godspeed

[Chorus]
Someone help me to understand, what is a real man?
Is he an infant with a stick out pickin' a fight with the quieter kids?
I have come to understand what is a real man
He is the mama of a war, he's singing to sleep before I can deploy
He's pinching a cheek of a little destroyers
Rocket grenaders in a cradle, a citadel