I can wash forty four pairs of socks
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And have 'em 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 fulla lard
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From the drippings can.
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Throw it in the skillet, go out and do my shopping,
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...be back before it melts in the pan.
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'Cause I'm a woman...
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W-O-M-A-N
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I can rub and scrub
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'til this old house is shining 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,
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Go out and swing 'till 4 AM and then,
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Lay down at five, jump up at 6,
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And start all over again.
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'Cause I'm a woman...
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W-O-M-A-N.
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If you come to me sickly,
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You know I'm gonna make you well.
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If you come to me hexed,
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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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I'll fill ya full of grits.
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And if it's loving you like,
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Then I'll kiss ya, and give you the shivering fits.
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'Cause I'm a woman...
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W-O-M-A-N.
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I'll say it again.
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I got a twenty dollar gold piece
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Says there's ain't nothin' I can't do.
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I can make a dress out of a feed bag,
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I can make a man out Of you.
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'Cause I'm a woman...
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W-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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W-O-M-A-N.
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That's All.
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I'm A Woman
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| Bette Midler |
