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(McKinley Morganfield) |
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Oh, babe, look how you got me standing around crying |
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Oh, babe, look how you got me standing around crying |
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Well, I know you don't love me, baby |
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But you're always resting on my mind |
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Oh, baby, |
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I ain't gonna be riding around in my automobile |
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Oh, baby, |
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I ain't gonna be riding around in my automobile |
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Well, you got so many men |
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I'm afraid that you may get me killed |
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Oh, baby, you ain't nothing like you used to be |
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Oh, baby, you ain't nothing like you used to be |
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Well, when |
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I was loving you baby |
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You was sweet as an apple on the tree |
