Music: N. Hexum; Lyrics: N. Hexum, D. Martinez

He was a king 'til she laid waste
Now he can not fill up the space
And I just see him drifting
while he?s drifting
On bourbon alley
feeling low
Just because she let
him go
I don?t think he
even knows
He?ll ever be fine

And he?s got
a head full of ideas
Let me tell ya
That you wouldn?t believe
And he?s got
a heart made of pure gold
And something else
Many tricks up his sleeve
You might think he?s a jester
because he?ll
make you laugh til? you cry
And what else
You better come with your best
if you test him
Unless you?re ready to die

Wonder woman got rid of
wonder man
that man?s not part of
her wonder plan
Letter to the so called
better bet on my man
Believe it you will
find out baby
Damn

Head full of ideas
Let me tell ya
That you wouldn?t believe
And he?s got
a heart made of pure gold
And something else
So many tricks up his sleeve
You might think he?s a jester,
because he?ll
make you laugh til? you cry
And what else
You better come with your best
if you test him
Unless you?re ready to die

A million people come and go
Through a person's ebb and flow
And faces keep on changing
While they're changing
A certain few will
stay in tact
When they?re not they'll don an act
I know this important fact
Don?t get confused like

And he?s got
a head full of ideas
Let me tell ya
That you wouldn?t believe
And he?s got
a heart made of pure gold
And something else
So many tricks up his sleeve
You might think he?s a jester
because he?ll
make you laugh til? you cry
And what else
You better come with your best
if you test him
Unless you?re ready to die

First you love him
then your loving him not
All the while he just
smiles giving all that
he?s got
Do you find it in your
heart to say he?s not
what you sought
Do you want me to
continue with this
or what

Whoa yeah, whoa yeah
Head full of ideas
Let me tell ya
That you wouldn?t believe
And he?s got
a heart made of pure gold
And something else
so many tricks up his sleeve