| Well maybe in the mornin', I don’t know
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| Baby don’t know, just how soon
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| But I’m leavin' you
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| Woman I’ve got to put you down
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| Well if you can’t treat me right
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| Ain’t no use for me hangin' around
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| Well you told me that you love me
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| You cross your heart to die
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| But I found out that wasn’t so
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| I’m leavin' you
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| Woman I got to put you down
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| Girl if you can’t treat me right
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| Ain’t no use for me hangin' around
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| Well early in the mornin' before I rise
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| You lay that role in your bloodshot eyes
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| You’s a mean little thing, meanest woman I ever seen
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| No matter how I try to treat you right
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| Still you’s a mean little thing
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| Well you told me that you love me
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| You cross your heart to die
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| But I found out, baby, bye bye
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| I’m leavin'
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| Woman I got to put you down
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| Well if you can’t treat me right
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| Ain’t no use for me hangin' around
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| Well early in the morning before I rise
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| You lay that role in your bloodshot eyes
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| You’s a mean little thing
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| Mean little thing as you can be
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| Well if you can’t treat me right
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| Still you’s a mean little thing
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| I’m leavin'
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| I’m leavin'
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| I’m leavin'
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| I’m leavin' |