| Lord I love my man, tell the world I do
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| I love my man, tell the world I do
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| But when he mistreats me
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| Makes me feel so blue
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| My man wouldn’t give me no breakfast
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| Wouldn’t give me no dinner
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| Fought about my supper and put me outdoors
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| Had the dark clay make black spots on my clothes
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| I didn’t have so many
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| But I had a long, long way to go
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| Some men like me talkin' happy
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| Some calls it snappy
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| Some call me honey
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| Others think I got money
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| Some tell me baby you’re built for speed
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| Now if you put that all together
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| Makes me everthing a good man needs |