| Could he treat you better, baby?
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| Tell it to me, do
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| Wyhen he gives you freedoms
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| Are you finding they’re too few?
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| Isn’t he still willing, child,
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| To let you act like you’re used to?
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| If he answers you wrong, baby
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| Make sure that he’s gone
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| By the next time I come through
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| Did he take your money?
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| Did he turn away all your friends?
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| Did he make you look cheap and sleazy to please the eyes of his buisnessmen?
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| Did he take your honor and make you trade it in for pride?
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| Oh sister be strong, you just keep on holding on, but don’t you stay on as his
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| bride
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| One day you’re gonna die
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| Someone will ask you who did you love?
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| You can say you tried your best
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| You’re gonna get your sweet rest
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| He can’t ever say enough
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| Is it the kind of house now
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| Where everybody’s choosing sides?
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| In a corner with your little boys and your little girls
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| Wondering if you can survive?
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| Is there someone better, to walk through this world with?
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| Oh lady be good, oh lord act now as you should and will you make that jdugement
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| swift?
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| One day you’re gonna die
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| Someone will ask you who did you love?
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| One day he’s gonna die
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| Sooner or later he’s gonna say
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| 'Remember me well cuz I’ve bought my place in hell
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| And I’ve got so much left to pay' |