| I can wash out forty-four pairs of socks
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| And have them hangin out on the line
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| I can starch and iron two dozen shirts
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| Before you can count from one to nine
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| I can scoop up a great big dipper
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| Full of lard from the drippin’s can
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| Throw it in the skillet, go out and do my Shopping and be back before it melts in the pan
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| 'Cause I’m a woman
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| Double U O M A N
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| I’ll say it again
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| I can rub and scrub till this old house
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| Is shinin like a dime
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| Feed the baby, grease the car and
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| Powder my face at the same time
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| Get all dressed up, go out and swing
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| Till four a.m. and then
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| Lay down at five, jump up at six
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| And start all over again
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| 'Cause I’m a woman
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| Double U O M A N
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| I’ll say it again
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| If you come to me sickly, you know
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| I’m gonna make you well
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| If you come to me hexed up,
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| You know I’m gonna break the spell
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| If you come to me hungry,
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| You know I’m gonna fill you full o’grits
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| If it’s lovin’you’re lackin, I’ll kiss you
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| And give you the shiverin fits
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| 'Cause I’m a woman
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| Double U O M A N
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| I’ll say it again
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| I can stretch a greenback dollar bill
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| From here to kingdom come
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| I can play the numbers, pay my bills
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| And still end up with some
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| I got a twenty dollar gold piece says
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| There ain’t nothin I can’t do I can make a dress out of a feed bag
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| And I can make a man out of you
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| 'Cause I’m a woman
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| Double U O M A N
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| I’ll say it again
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| 'Cause I’m a woman
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| Double U O M A N And that’s all |