| '76 when a man told his wife baby doll, sorry I can’t stay
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| left with 5 kids she was forced to become superwoman
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| and go earn some pay
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| a college educated girl
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| washing dishes in a man’s world
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| now what good is a degree
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| when you got mouths to feed
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| she is that girl maybe you know, maybe you’ve been,
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| maybe you are today
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| insert your year where the year is if to this story you can relate
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| givin’somethin’up
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| we always givin’something up we are givin’something up we always givin something up
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| '97 a mother has no choice but to go find work
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| and leave her kids alone
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| far from heaven so she’s gone 5 days out the week
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| to bring a piece home
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| her man is off somewhere up some dress
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| bringin’her back some other woman’s sickness
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| her baby girl is cryin', mama please,
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| when you’re gone the neighbor’s chasing me around the world from Pakistan down to Soweto back to New York City
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| insert your year where the year is if to this story you can relate
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| givin', tryin', self-relying
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| feedin', teachin', always reachin'
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| dreamin', losin', being abused and
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| dyin', cryin', sacrificin'
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| hurtin', being told we’re worthless
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| birthin', buried alive in the earth and
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| hopin', mendin’spirits broken
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| smilin’and somehow survivin' |