He used to play a red guitar
In a boogie band
And every time you see him
He got a long neck in his hand
He's wearin' two-toned handmade boots
He got a big tattoo that says
I never lose
The number one top of the line
Sweet talkin' man

He's every daddy's nightmare
And every daughter's dream
He can make you love him
And make you so mad you could scream
And when he walks out that door
He always leaves you wantin' just a little bit more
He's the number one top of the line
Sweet talkin' man

He'll say the same thing to you,
Just you wait and see
Like everybody from Tampa to Timbuktu
And all points in between

He soaks up women like a sponge
He leaves em wringing their hands
Cause he's the number one, top of the line
Sweet talkin' man

Yeah he's the number one top of the line
Shit talkin' man

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Writer(s): Delbert Mcclinton, Sharon Vaughn