| I’m gonna tell all you woman
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| You better find yourself a man
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| I’m telling all you woman
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| You better find yourself a man
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| Because depression is coming
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| And you’ll need a helping hand
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| Now all your ponytails
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| mommas too
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| Yes you run around here braggin'
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| What your old man can do
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| You say he makes plenty money
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| And spends it on you
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| But if he can step up
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| He’ll be on the sublime too
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| Depression blues
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| All hail depression blues
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| My poppa stole a chicken
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| My moma fried it hard
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| The reason why she did that
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| He couldn’t steal no law
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| Depression blues
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| All hail depression blues
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| Depression blues
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| All hail depression blues
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| I’m gonna tell all you woman
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| You find yourself a man
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| I’m gonna tell all you woman
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| You find yourself a man
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| Because depression is coming
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| And you gonna need a helping hand |