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I come home in the middle of the night |
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I get my bags inside and |
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I'm bein' real quiet, |
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MamaWalk in the door and |
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I turn on the lights, |
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I find you |
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Flat on your back with your legs open wide |
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Move on over, |
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Mama I'm comin' home |
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Woman, you been sleepin' in the middle of the bed too long |
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Got the dishes on the counter, got the clothes on the floor |
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Mama, week's worth of trash sittin' there by the door |
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You say your, your feet are tired and your fingers are sore |
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But Mama, |
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I don't care about no household chores |
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Baby, mama, |
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Lord I'm a comin' home |
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Woman, you been sleepin' in the middle of the bed too long |
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Well now pushin' and a pullin', tossin' and a turnin' |
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And beatin' me up |
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Shove on over baby, don't you make me wait |
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Because your daddy's tired, he's all fed up |
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I say you ain't gotta clean, mama, you ain't gotta cook |
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You ain't gotta tell me things that you read in your books |
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When I come home late, you ain't gotta wait up |
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But when I pull over them covers, don't you give me that look! |
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Baby, Mama, lord, |
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I'm comin' home |
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Woman, you been sleepin' in the middle of the bed too long |
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I said woman, you been sleepin' in the middle of the bed too long |
