| Whenever I try to hold my baby
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| She just stand there for a while
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| No matter how I try to please that woman
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| She won’t even crack a smile
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| Lord, maybe you in heaven can help me
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| 'cause this is one evil child
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| Oh, I say maybe, maybe somebody can help me
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| Because this is one evil child
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| When I buy her flowers or candy she just looks at me and growls
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| She say, «You must be guilty or have a guilty conscience buddy»
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| Because I’m convicted without a trial
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| She just grunts when I call baby, hmm one evil child
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| I said, «Lord, maybe you can help me, because she’s a strange and evil child»
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| Still, I’m tryin' to please my woman but she 'bout to drive me wild
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| I buy her hundred dollar dresses, people
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| Still she complains about the style
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| Won’t somebody give me a suggestion?
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| Help me with this evil child
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| Oh, maybe the Lord in heaven above can help me |