| Song | Can't Trust No Man |
| Artist | The Dingees |
| Album | Sundown to Midnight |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dingees | |
| Kickin' at the curb strollin' mothers bay | |
| Little naked kid it's where | |
| I used to play | |
| Dad paints the house on the stereo | |
| Reggae music plays and it just goes to show | |
| You can't shake what you've been sold | |
| Roots so deep | |
| I can feel the fold | |
| Had not a clue that my mind been mold | |
| Now I've gone and done what | |
| I've been told | |
| I can't trust no man because of those days | |
| I can't trust no man | |
| I can't trust no man | |
| It don't bother me that | |
| I grew up this way | |
| They way it was coulda blew my mind away | |
| A scale of dope a couple bars of gold | |
| No man got my trust over my control |
| zuo qu : Dingees | |
| Kickin' at the curb strollin' mothers bay | |
| Little naked kid it' s where | |
| I used to play | |
| Dad paints the house on the stereo | |
| Reggae music plays and it just goes to show | |
| You can' t shake what you' ve been sold | |
| Roots so deep | |
| I can feel the fold | |
| Had not a clue that my mind been mold | |
| Now I' ve gone and done what | |
| I' ve been told | |
| I can' t trust no man because of those days | |
| I can' t trust no man | |
| I can' t trust no man | |
| It don' t bother me that | |
| I grew up this way | |
| They way it was coulda blew my mind away | |
| A scale of dope a couple bars of gold | |
| No man got my trust over my control |
| zuò qǔ : Dingees | |
| Kickin' at the curb strollin' mothers bay | |
| Little naked kid it' s where | |
| I used to play | |
| Dad paints the house on the stereo | |
| Reggae music plays and it just goes to show | |
| You can' t shake what you' ve been sold | |
| Roots so deep | |
| I can feel the fold | |
| Had not a clue that my mind been mold | |
| Now I' ve gone and done what | |
| I' ve been told | |
| I can' t trust no man because of those days | |
| I can' t trust no man | |
| I can' t trust no man | |
| It don' t bother me that | |
| I grew up this way | |
| They way it was coulda blew my mind away | |
| A scale of dope a couple bars of gold | |
| No man got my trust over my control |