Standard (EADGBE)
Ooohooooh
Its a cold night, beneath the street light, theres a man whose pants are too tight.
Oh no, his pants are too tight.
My pants are too tight.
He stands there, and empty stare, trying to make enough money for his cab fare home.
He'll have to walk home tonight.
Don't have enough for the ride.
The streets are cruel, he tries to act cool, he goes to work with only his one tool.
You can put away your tool, Jermaine.
Chorus
You don't have to be, a prostitute.
No no no no no
You can say no, to being a man hoe. A male jigalo.
You don't have to be, a prostitute.
No no no no no
You can say no to being a night looker, boy hooker, boy, bro, hoe.
He can not see his way out.
I can not see my way out.
He can't see his way out.
Male prostitution seems to be my only option.
He can't see his way out
I cannot see my way out.
He can't see his way out.
No, no, no, no, no.
Verse
He sends cheep thrills, to pay expensive bills, but check your resume, you must
have some other skills
Do you have any other skills? Like typing?
They see him, want him to please them, want him to play them, but they don't even pay him.
Oh no, they don't think he's worth it at all.
Don't think I know when, he tries to bring them home, maybe that would be a way if he lived alone.
Oh, you have a roommate Jemaine, don't bring them home.
Chorus
You don't have to be, a prostitute.
No no no no no
You can say no, to being a man hoe. A male jigalo.
You don't have to be, a prostitute.
No no no no no
You can say no to being a night looker, boy hooker, boy, bro, hoe.
Steel drum solo
same chords as chorus)