How many mo' years
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Baby, now will I be your slave?
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I say, how many mo' years
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Mama, now will I be your slave?
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Well, now something been tellin' you
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Woo-well, now I'm tired of you low down dirty ways
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When I come home at night
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Baby, ev'rything is wrong
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When I come home at night
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Mama, ev'rything is wrong
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Now you sit keep company all day
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Woo-well-well, your man he will be gone
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I often tell you
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To be careful what you do
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Woo-hoo-well, brown
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To be careful what you do
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Well-now if it is right or wrong
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Woo-well, somebody may tell on you
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(piano - Peetie)
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I tried to be a real man
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But now it seems to be all in vain
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Woo-hoo-ooo, girl
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Seems to be all in vain
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But now you know if tell on you, baby
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Woo-well, now you going just the same
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Can you tell me, babe
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If you know just what right means?
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Woo-well, brown
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If you know just what right means?
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Well, you are about the dumbest woman
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Woo-well, then any woman I ever seen.
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