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I can wash forty four pairs of socks |
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And have 'em hanging out on the line |
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I can starch and iron two dozen shirts' |
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Fore you can count from one to nine |
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I can slip up a great big dip up of lard |
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From a drippings can |
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Throw it in the skillet, 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 NI can rub and scrub' |
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Til this house is shines just like a dime |
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Feed the baby, grease the car |
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And powder my nose at the same time |
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Get all dressed up |
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Go out swing till 4 |
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A.M and then |
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Lay down at five, jump 'til 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 NIf you come to me sick leave |
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You know I'm gonna make you well |
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If you come to me, hexed up |
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You know I'm gonna break the spell |
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And if you come to me hungry |
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I'll feed ya full of my grits |
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If it's loving you want |
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I can kiss you and give you the shivering fits' |
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Cause I'm a woman |
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W O M A NSay it again |
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I got a twenty dollar gold piece |
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Says there's nothing that |
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I can't do |
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I can make a dress out of feeding sacks |
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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 NI'll say it again' |
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Cause I'm a woman |
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W O M A NThat's all |
