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(McKinley_Morganfield) Oh baby, look how you got me standin` `round crying. Oh baby, look how you got me standin` `round crying. Lord I love you little girl, you`re always resting on my mind. Oh baby, I ain`t gonna be riding you `round in my automobile. Oh baby, I ain`t gonna be riding you `round in my automobile. You got so many men, I`m afraid you may get me killed. Oh baby, you ain`t nothing like you used to be. (No, don`t get me killed, honey!) Oh baby, you ain`t nothing like you used to be. (Oh man, leave that woman alone!) When I was deep in love with you, little girl, you were just sweet as an apple on a tree. |