| Now, I’m broke an I’m homeless
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| Ridin', an I’m dirty, too
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| Broke an I’m hungerin'
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| Ridin' an I’m dirty, too
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| Now an if I clean up pretty mama
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| Can I stay all night wit’ch you?
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| Now you remember way last fall
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| Whoa, they puttin' in that old Fridgedaire?
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| Way last fall they puttin' in that old Fridgedaire, now
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| Now an that done learned me a lesson
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| Bout checkin' my own freezer’s empty
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| And the women full a-pain, now
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| Now, an if I can’t come in
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| Let me sit down in front of your do', now
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| Can’t come in
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| Let me sit down in front of your do', now
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| Now, an I’ll leave so early in the mo’nin
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| That your real man will never know
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| Now just let me be yo' little dog
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| Babe, until your big dog come in
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| Now just let me be yo' little dog
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| Babe, until your big dog come in
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| Now when yo' big dog comes
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| I want you to tell him what yo' little dog, done done, now
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| 'Yeah John, come on in' |