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When I agree with you baby it makes you mad and when I don't it makes you sad |
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When I argue back you pack and leave and when I don't you pout in grieve |
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There just ain't nobody knows what I go through |
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Will you please make up your mind what you want me to do |
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You say get out and I'd better stay gone |
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Then you have a big policeman drag me back home |
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You holler good and loud put him in the calaboose |
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Then you cry and ask the judge won't you please turn him loose |
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The good Lord only knows what I go through |
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Will you please make up your mind what you want me to do |
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My life with you baby has been one hard knock |
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Lord my head looks like an old chop block |
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And I'll tell you right now honey that ain't all |
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You done kicked me till I feel like a used football |
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There just ain't nobody knows what I go through |
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Will you please make up your mind what you want me to do |
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You knock me down and then you pick me up |
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Honey do you have to love so doggone rough |
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I wish to my soul you'd slow down the pace |
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Cause I tell you right now the hide's gettin' sca'ce |
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There just ain't nobody knows what I go through |
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Will you please make up your mind what you want me to do |
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Why when I married you, you were such a meek little thing |
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But honey among tigers you'd be queen |
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If a poor little rabbit had you on his side |
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Every hound in the country would crawl off and hide |
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There just ain't nobody knows what I go through |
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Will you please make up your mind |
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What in the confounded cat hair you want me to do |
