Some people call me the space cowboy
Some call me the gangster love
And some people call me Maurice
Cause I speak of the competence of love.
Well, people talkin about me, baby
They say I'm doing wrong, I'm doing wrong.
Don't you worry, don't you worry, don't you worry dirty mama,
Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here headin' home.

I'm a picker, I'm a grinner, I'm a lover, and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker, I'm a midnight toker.
I get my lovin' on the run.

You sheltered me from harm
Kept me warm, kept me warm
You gave my love to me
Set me free, set me free
The finest years I ever knew
Were all the years I had with you

People talking about me baby
They say I'm doing, I'm doing, I'm doing you all wrong
Don't you worry, don't you worry mama
Right here, right here, right home

Is there someone you know
You're lovin them so
But taken them all for granted
You may lose them one day
Someone takes them away
And they dont hear the words you long to say

I'm a picker, I'm a grinner, I'm a lover, a sinner
I play my music in the sun, I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, a smoker, and I'm a midnight toker.
She don't wanna hurt no one

Some people call me the space cowboy
Some call the gangster love
And some people call me Maurice
Cause I speak the competence of love
I speak the competence
Cause I speak of love (once again)