| Now you may be sweet little woman
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| As the apple on a tree
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| Don’t want no woman to lay up
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| And depend on me
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| You got to help me some
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| Yes, you’ve got to help me some
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| Don’t care what I do
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| Babe you’ve got to help me some
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| Now if I’m the Pullman porter, girl
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| You’ve got to be the maid
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| So when every Saturday come
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| We both can get paid
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| So you can help me some
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| Yes, I want you to help me some
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| I don’t care what I do
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| Babe, you’ve got to help me some
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| Now when I go to bed little girl
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| And lay up beside-a you
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| Now if I shake the cover
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| Please try to shake it too
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| So you can help me some
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| Yes, I want you to help me some
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| And I don’t care what I do
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| Babe you’ve got to help me some
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| Help me some little girl, help me some!
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| Now don’t stand there and look at me like that
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| C’mon and help me some!
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| Now that’s better, yes, yes, yes, yes
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| Now there’s no such thing as man and wife
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| Now-a-day
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| We’re just called partners
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| So you can knock yourself a slave
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| So you can help me some
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| Yes, I want you to help me some
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| I don’t care what I do |
| Babe, you’ve got to help me some |