I got up this mornin´,
Put on my shoes,
Tied my shoes,
Went to the mirror,
For to comb my hair,
I made a move,
Know what to do,
Try to break and run,

Baby, this ain´t me,
Baby, this ain´t me,
Grown so ugly,
Grown so ugly,
Don´t even know myself,
Don´t even know myself,

Left Angola, 1964,
Walkin´ down the street,
Knock upon my baby´s door,
My baby come out,
And ask me who I am,
I say "Honey,
Honey, don´t you know your man?"
She said "My man been gone,
Since 1942,
And I tell you, Mr. Ugly,
He didn´t look like you!"