daytime hustler lyrics – bette midler

daytime husler, you’re out of line.
don’t ya try to change my mind!
don’t you try.
you see, i ain’t no fool.
no, i can tell,
oh, baby, you ain’t my kind!
my ki-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-hi-hi-hind!

i’m in love with a down-home man.
simple lovin’ i can understand.
i’ve been hustled by the best of them,
and you ain’t nothing but a crazy man.
hustler.

oh, daytime hustler, you better look away.
because i won’t play your game no more.
no, no more, no.
you spend all of your money
on those other women
who are blind enough to buy your shame.
all your sha-a-a-a-a-ame, oh, oh, oh.

fancy money doesn’t buy my love!
flashy cadillacs won’t make me f-ck!
i been hustled by the best of them,
and you ain’t nothing but a crazy man.

hustler, hustler,
hustler, hustler,
ooh, hustler,
hustler, baby, oh!

whoa! daytime hustler!
ooh, what did you say?
i say you’re a jive, jive dude.
yes, i do. yes, i do.
you just don’t, you just don’t,
ya just don’t know
that you are really,
you’re really not too cool.
and i believe your mind is slow.
oh, oh, oh.

i’m in love with a down-home man.
simple lovin’ i can understand.
i’ve been hustled by the best of them,
and you ain’t nothing but a crazy, crazy man.
hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler,
hustler, hustler, hustler baby.
oh, hustler. oh, hustler. oh, hustler.
hustler baby . . .

/ bette midler lyrics