Billie Holiday - I Love My Man |
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I Love My Man
Billie Holiday Billie holiday I love my man On my life I say I dont I love my man On my life I say I dont But Ill quit my man On my life I say I wont Ive been your slave baby Ever since Ive been your way Ive been your slave Ever since Ive been your faith But before I be your dog Ill see you in your grave My man wouldnt give me no breakfast Wouldnt give me no dinner Squacked about my supper Then he put me outdoors Heaven erred to late I didnt have so many A matchbox on my clothes But I had a long long ways to go I aint good looking And my hair aint curls I aint good looking And my hair aint curls But my mother she give me something Its going to carry me through this world Some man like me cuz Im happy Some cuz Im snappy Some call me honey Others think Ive got money Some say billie Baby youre built for speed Now if you put that altogether Makes me everything a good man needs |
