| I don’t want nobody tellin me what to do
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| It’s true, I don’t need anyone around here telling me what to do
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| I don’t want no man tellin me what to say, or smoke
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| I don’t need any man telling me what to say
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| And I wish that man would get off my back
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| He’s held me down too long
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| And I don’t need no man like that around
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| I remember one time you knocked me down
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| To the ground, that’s why I say
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| I didn’t know then what I know now, mama you
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| When I visit my baby we’re not alone
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| You’re there, you listen
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| When I talk to my baby on the telephone
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| When I write her a letter you read it through
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| Checkin me out, you’ve even heard us
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| Making love and I don’t want you to
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| I had a dream when I was a boy
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| The??? |
| were clear and poor
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| And all that I could hear and see
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| Were the waves of the ocean and the spray in the breeze
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| Long ago and far away, before all the rest
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| I had a dream that I still loved the best
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| And to the place, where the man ain’t found
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| I’m going
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| I’m going, I’m going where the man ain’t found
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| Yes I am
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| Yes I am, yes I am
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| Going, I’m going where the man ain’t found
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| I’d like to go where the man ain’t found
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| If the man ain’t found he won’t find me, if I do something wrong |