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so many days, since you've been away
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I often think of you my sweet baby
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I think of you both night and day
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but some day, someday my sweet baby
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you won't be no trouble, you won't worry my life anymore
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but, baby, you just goin around spending my money
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chasing every single woman in town
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but listen man, if you knew didn't want my lovin
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why the hell would you stop, stop and put my dollars down
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you know that is the one thing, the main thing baby
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that could get you a lifetime home in the ground
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but, baby, why'd you tell my best friend that you didn't want me nore
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but I know that's a lie because everytime I turn my back
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you're trying to sneak back into my back door
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and I'm telling you, I'm warning you if you don't stop all that jive
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and stop trying to be so high classed
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somebody's gonna shoot you right dead in your....
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I can't understand
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why don't you just pack your bags
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don't you see I don't need you no more
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because my other man is just waitin
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for you to step out of that front door
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but is said I'm sorry baby
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I warned you
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and now I'm for really
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because, baby, this here pussycat
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aint gonna be your pussycat no more
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pussycat moan
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| katie webster |
