Can I act like an angel
 if I live like a jerk
 Can I keep on disguising
 Can I make believe
 that I don’t deceive
 No..no..no
Chorus:
 Send the wild women out the backdoor
 My wife is knocking at the frontdoor
 They made me a winner they made me a sinner
 I don’t know what to do
 Dirty money in the left hand
 While the preacher’s shaking my right hand
 They made me a winner they made me a sinner
 I don’t know what to do
When I’m riding on top of
 the wave of success
 Will I lose my devotion
 Will I fail to see
 what I used to be
 oh..oh..oh
Chorus:
 Send the wild women out the backdoor
 My wife is knocking at the frontdoor…
I’ll have to carry on
 as two persons in one 
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