| You’ve come to tell me something
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| You say I ought to know
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| That he don’t love me anymore and I’ll have to let him go
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| You say you’re gonna take him
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| But I don’t believe you can
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| Cause you ain’t woman enough to take my man
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| Women like you they’re a dime a dozen
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| You can buy 'em anywhere
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| For you to get to him I’d have to move over
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| And I’m gonna stand right here
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| It’ll be over my dead body so get out while you can
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| Cause you ain’t woman e-nough to take my man
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| Sometimes a man’s caught looking
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| At things that he don’t need
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| He took a second look at you but he’s in love with me
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| I don’t know where that leaves you
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| But I know where I stand
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| And you ain’t woman enough to take my man
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| Women like you they’re a dime a dozen
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| You can buy 'em anywhere
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| For you to get to him I’d have to move over
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| And I’m gonna stand right here
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| It’ll be over my dead body so get out while you can
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| Cause you ain’t woman e-nough to take my man
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| Cause you ain’t woman enough to take my man |