Lyrics:
the old days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people the stepped back
When a young man walked by
But you know nowadays
It's the old man, he's got
want is what your loyalty's worth
Stand by your, man, stand by your man
You got to stand by your baby
(I wanna send this one out to all
and little brother would join right in there
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
Now I remember after work mama would call in all of us
You could hear us singin'
girl, Jody girl, spend your time today
Watching clocks spin the hours away
Jody girl, you know the world is
Goin' by all day
Thinking back, to before
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on the fence but it don't work
Keep comin' up with love but it's so slashed and torn
Why, why, why?
Love
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Girl I find you so amazing
With everyday I learn more about you
The way you work day out and day in
And still
on the floor
Now my shit straight
Eatin' all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we'll sweat it out
Hotel bedsprings we'll wear it out
I ain't gotta tell
me about it
Well, the whole thing started at three o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I
One man does his work
He's not satisfied not at all
Feels like that he's being used
His self respect starts to fall
His frustration
Running very
A long time ago came a man on a track
Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back
And he put down his load where he thought it was the best
Made
Here we all work 'long the Mississippi
Here we all work while the white folk play
Pullin' them boats from the dawn till sunset
Gettin' no rest
of Amsterdam
Just by my left brain, just by the side of the Tin man
I'm sorry, brother I'm sorry, I let cha down
Well, these days you're fine
No these days
girl, Jody girl, spend your time today
Watching clocks spin the hours away
Jody girl, you know the world is
Goin' by all day
Thinking back, to before
the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun has nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day
Fuss with my man, toil for my kids
Sweat till I'm wrinkled
on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with
the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun has nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day
Fuss with my man, toil for my kids
Sweat till I'm wrinkled
the moon came out 'till the sun came up
I was supplying the days when where they flame up
Our mamas passing, by trying to explain us
Pissing in the bushes
I walk the streets by day, I never know quite what to say
It doesn't matter anyway
Man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces,
a living
Barely getting by, it's all taking and no giving
They just use your mind and they never give you credit
It's enough to drive you crazy if you let
(night and day)
Hold me tight (night and day)
And make everything all right (night and day)
Because the night time (night and day)
Oh, is the right
Well, you ain't so big, you just tall, that's all
Well, I'm gonna get me a boss man, one gonna treat me right
Work hard in the day time, rest easy
Ooh ooh ooh ooh sorry, ooh ooh ooh ooh sorry
Well I came home from work in the middle of the day
Two hours early, but a little too late
She was
one way
By striking a good match
And this could be the day
Men want girls with good taste
Calm
Obedient
Who work fast-paced
With good breeding
Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My
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