A new man comes calling
And you, sayang, like a proper young girl
Wilt and melt everytime he calls.
You loved him even more when he brandished his four-inch keris
Man had guts, you have to admit, for taking that big a risk.
After all your former man is the complete opposite
of him; spineless, senseless and sen-less; an utter parasite.
A new man comes calling
And he is the picture of piety & Islamic values
The Quran and Sunnah are the only places he takes his moral cues
You'll surely kiss his sole when the two of you get married
Just as long as you are the only woman that he decides to marry.
He leads jemaah prayers and you swear he knows what it means
Buy you don't know that the prayer he leads is his only one that day.
A new man comes calling
With a steady income and consultation fees on the sides
Enough for food, roof and his sweet new ride
He doesn't flaunt, although he does have a bit of wealth
He knows that those who overeat are the ones with a big belly.
Once in a while he fills up the tank of your Proton Savvy
But only after he takes the change you keep for your toll money.
And when another new man comes calling
He, in a heartbeat, points out his rival's many flaws
And you listen to his words like it's the land's law;
"That man is not religious, and not even a pure Malay
Not masculine like me sayang, and in all probability a closeted gay!"
But by that time his is already a lost game, he had no other plan
For you've forgotten your four years together and found yourself another new man.