| Well, if I don’t love you baby
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| Grits ain’t groceries, eggs ain’t poultry
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| And Mona Lisa was a man
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| All around the world I’d-a rather be a fly
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| I’ll lite on my baby n' stay with her 'till I die
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| With a toothpick in my hand, I’d dig a ten foot ditch
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| And run through the jungle fighting lions with a switch
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| 'Cause you know I love you, baby
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| Yes, you know I love you, baby
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| Well, if I don’t love you, baby
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| Grits ain’t groceries, eggs ain’t poultry
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| And Mona Lisa was a man
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| All around the world I got blisters on my feet
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| Trying to find my baby n' bring her home with me
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| You better run into me baby and be convinced
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| If you don’t run into me, woman, you ain’t got no sense
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| 'Cause you know I love you, baby
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| Well, you know I love you, baby
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| Well, if I don’t love you, baby
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| Grits ain’t groceries, eggs ain’t poultry
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| And Mona Lisa was a man
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| All around the world, I never will forget
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| Lost all my money, my woman and my pet
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| I got to have you baby, settle for nothing less
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| Give up all my good time girls an' set for happiness
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| 'Cause you know I love you, baby
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| Well, you know I love you, baby
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| Well, you know I want you, baby
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| Yes, your smiling face is my heaven in life
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| Well, you know I love you, baby
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| Yes, you know I love you, baby
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| Ooh-ooh, you know I love you, baby
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| Yeah, you know I love you, baby
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| Well, if I don’t love you, baby
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| Grits ain’t groceries
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| Eggs ain’t poultry
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| Mona Lisa was a man. |