1.Rosie
He has little red feet
His stockin's in his shoes
Lipstick and rouge on his face
He has his hair piled high
Has a red umbrella
And carries his head in the sky
And I said 'Awe Rosie, don't you do that to the boys
Don't you come on so willing
Don't you come on so strong
It can be so chillin'
When you act so willin'
And your warmth sets like the sun'
He has a little baby brother
A big fat mama
His sister asks for dimes on the street
He doesn't feel it's a cover
In fact he knows
For sure he can please
I said he's out there right now
Running with the devil
Struttin' down the alley ways
With the nervous young hopeful
At his heel
And know his satisfaction won't drive him away
And I said 'Awe Rosie, don't you do that to the boys
Don't you come on so willing
Don't you come on so strong
It can be so chillin'
When you act so willin'
And your warmth sets like the sun'
He's not looking for a friend
He's not looking for a lover
There in the crowded bar
He has rings on his fingers
He's there to tease
You know he only wants to take things too far
And I said 'Awe Rosie, don't you do that to the boys
Don't you come on so willing
Don't you come on so strong
It can be so chillin'
When you act so willin'
And your warmth sets like the sun'
2.How Cruel
Some people want to see my blood gush out
And others want to watch while I cry
I heard somebody say once I was way too black
And someone answers she's not black enough for me
I bite my tongue and it bites me back
I bought a house and the neighbors moved
I had a dog but it was stolen
Some people say that it's coming
And I'll get it
It must be something I have no control of
They'll put the skin of the fruit on the ground
And I'll slip and fall
Oh how cruel to make a girl cry
Oh how cruel to make a girl cry
Oh how cruel to make a girl cry
I have no hope in hell and I won't get to heaven
Too many lies or not enough sinnin'
Some people say that it's coming
And I'll get it
It must be something I have no control of
They'll put the skin of the fruit on the ground
And I'll slip and fall
Oh how cruel to make a girl cry
Oh how cruel to make a girl cry
Oh how cruel to make a girl cry
3.He Wants Her
He's a tom cat, a stallion
After a lusty mare
She kicks and bolts
With love big eyes
He just hangs on in there
He wants her and it's simple man
He wants her 'cause she's his kind
He wants her, he wants her, he wants her
He's a rat, a fighter
They're a match
What he wants he means to get
You better understand
And he wants her to bear his child
He wants her to love her man
He wants her, he wants her, he wants her
He wants to be a lion to her lamb
You know he means to love her all he can
He want to be a lion to her lamb
You know he means to love her all he can
He wants her, he wants her, he wants her
He's a fox, a rooster
After a broodin' hen
'Watch out Ma'am', he says
'You can't rough on this male man'
He wants her with all her frills
He wants her to give him thrills
He wants her, he wants her
He wants her, he wants her
4.I Really Must Be Going
Told me that you loved me
You've been looking for me all your life
Told you I was married
You said, 'Baby it don't seem right'
One touch from your fingers and I'm burning
I can't wait to kiss you on the mouth
And I can't contain this yearning
And I can't seem to put the fire out
I went up to your apartment
Only to be polite
It's late, I started leaving
But you got in the way so nice
That look in your eyes I'm learning
Would melt a tyrant's heart
But I really must be going
And I'll see you later, sweetheart
I really must be going
And I'll see you later, sweetheart
The phone rang in the morning
The day had just begun
I heard your soft voice crying
Told me you were wrong
In time I'd learn to love you
And you had time to spare
And you called again tomorrow
And the next day
The midday flight was on time
No time to hesitate
I changed and unchanged my mind
But this one had to stay
I knew that if we started
I'd be lost and so would you
Though we both regret our parting
We are bound to see it through
We both regret our parting
We are bound to see it through
I still see your face before me
Smell the scent you wore
Hear your soft voice crying
One touch from your fingers and I'm burning
I can't wait to kiss you on the mouth
And I can't contain this yearning
And I can't seem to put the fire out
That look in your eyes I'm learning
Would melt a tyrant's heart
But I really must be going
And I'll see you later, sweetheart
I really must be going
And I'll see you later, sweetheart
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