Seems like in every hip conversation, Honey
People brag about where they all come from
Seems like in every hip conversation, Woman
I just end up sucking on my thumb

Lord, I'm just a I'm just a pauper
I been raised in a trailer park yeah
Ain't got that much, Honey, to brag about
I just drinkin' all alone in the dark

I said bring it on up
To my room, Woman
I can't carry this load alone
Bring it on up here, Woman
To my room, Honey
I can't carry this load alone

Well I don't need none of that phony moaning woman, no
I don't need it to get it on, Honey, no
Take off your wig darlin' now
Throw away those pills now woman;
No, aww, we're gonna roll;

Ah, you know that good kind lovin' gonna make it
All right now honey, no
Ah woman we--we're gonna' turn the tide around;
Talk about tongue to tongue, woman
Bring it on up to my room, Woman
I can't carry this load alone
Bring it on up here, to my room, Woman
I can't carry this load alone

Talking bout talking tongue, Woman
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