I love my man
I’m a liar if I say I don’t
I love my man
I’m a liar if I say I don’t
But I’ll quit my man
I’m a liar if I say I won’t
I’ve been your slave, baby
Ever since I’ve been your babe
I’ve been your slave
Ever since I’ve been your babe
But before I’ll be your dog
I’ll see you in your grave
My man wouldn’t give me no breakfast
Would’nt give me no dinner
Squawked about me supper then he put me outdoors
Had the nerve to lay a matchbox on my clothes
I didn’t have so many
But I had a long, long way to go
I ain’t good-looking
And my hair ain’t curled
I ain’t good-looking
And my hair ain’t curled
But my mother, she gave me something
That’s gonna tear me through this world
Some men like me 'cause I’m happy
Some 'cause I’m snappy
Some call me honey
Others think I got money
Some tell me «Billie,
Baby you’re built for speed.»
Now if you put that all together ***************
It makes me everything a good man needs
This was playing on the radio and I really wanted to know what it was so I looked by lyrics thank god for my memory I found it thank god I did because I love this so much
Corrections according to what I heard in the lyrics:
“Wouldn’t give me no dinner
Squawk about supper and put me outdoors,
Had the nerve to lay a matchbox on my clothes
...
Some men like me ‘cause I’m happy
Some ‘cause I’m snappy...”
Peace.
This is the real music! Not the poor music what you hear nowadays..... This is atleast with guitars and saxophones! Today only some technical poop program