Letras
Oh yeah
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Now because you wear all those fancy clothes
And have a big fine car
Oh yes you do now
Do you think I can't afford to give you my love?
Oh yeah
You think you're higher than every star above
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Now I know all the girls I've seen you with
I know you broke their hearts one after another now bit by bit
You made them cry
Many poor girls cry
When they try to keep you happy
They just try to keep you satisfied
Mr. Big Stuff
Tell me, tell me
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
I'd rather give my love to a poor guy
That has a love that's true
Oh yeah
Than to be fooled around and get hurt by you
'Cause when I give my love
I want love in return
Oh yeah
Now I know that's a lesson Mr. Big Stuff you haven't learned
Mr. Big Stuff
Tell me
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna break my heart
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna make me cry
Mr. Big Stuff
Tell me
Just who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna break my heart
Mr. Big Stuff