| Gee I’m awful lonesome,
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| I need company,
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| 'Cause I’ve turned my sweetie down,
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| For he’s been cheatin' on me
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| Now I’m by my ownsome,
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| An' I’m thinkin’of;
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| I’m just lookin' round for a new sweetie,
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| I want somebody to love
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| Won’t somebody hear my plea?
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| I’ll be sweet as I can see
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| I wanna good man,
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| And I want him bad
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| If you crave endearing charms,
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| I can fill your empty arms
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| I wanna good man,
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| And I want him bad
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| To take a chance
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| In love’s romance,
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| Now that’s right where I shine
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| For love indeed
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| Is what I need,
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| Affection is my line
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| In my plea, for goodness sake,
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| Won’t someone give me a break?
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| I wanna good man,
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| And I want him bad
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| If you’re poor or if you’re rich,
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| Strong or weak, I don’t care which
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| I love to have a good man,
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| And I need him so bad
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| If you’re hot or if you’re cold,
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| I don’t care if you’re young or old,
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| I’d even take one ninety three,
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| But I want him so bad
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| Now look at me;
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| you will see
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| I’m very very real!
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| Don’t have the dough
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| Of Sarah Bow,
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| But lots more neck appeal
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| Now’s your chance, men, hear me say,
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| «This may be your lucky day!».
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| I wanna good man,
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| And I want him bad
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| Say, I still own
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| A country home,
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| 'Way from noise and fuss;
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| A little love nest,
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| A place to rest,
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| The rest is up to us
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| Here I am, make up your mind,
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| Girls like me are hard to find
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| I wanna good man,
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| And I want him so bad |