Lyrics:
got up and slowly she went to him,
And all she said when there she came was, "Young man, I think you're dying.
"Don't you remember the other night
Beneath that lofty steeple
He said, "Do you Barbara, take this man
Will you be one of his people?"
And she said, "I will", and she said, "I do"
the first to say that love wouldn't last
Now she's the one that's falling and she's falling pretty fast
She's got a man on her mind
Stirring in her soul,
realize
She won't be hypnotized by your usual charm
You've got your plan of attack
That won't attract the modern woman
Whe you're an old fashioned man
ride in line, shake yourself by the hand
Live your life inside a paper can
But you'll never get to pick and choose
She's bought you and sold you
There
to Harvard
I'm like a Nina got designer for my armor
Lookin' for a presidential nigga like Barbara
I'm harder, at these niggas heads like a barber
This is
went down, there she was
Shinning like a big old sky full of diamond dust
I'm a cigarette burning slow on a summer night
She's city lights
We got
went down, there she was
Shinning like a big old sky full of diamond dust
I'm a cigarette burning slow on a summer night
She's city lights
We got
She's got dinner on the table at seven
The kids are tucked in bed by nine-fifteen
And she's headed for a hotel at eleven
To meet a man her family's
Cincinnati, Ohio
I guess perhaps the memories got too strong
Grabbed me by the heart strings and pulled me home
I got to thinkin' 'bout some friends I know
Cincinnati, Ohio
I guess perhaps the memories got too strong
Grabbed me by the heart strings and pulled me home
I got to thinkin' 'bout some friends I know
a do-right-all-day woman (woman)
You've got to be a do-right-all-night man (man)
Yeah yeah
They say that it's a man's world
But you can't prove that by me
For a small girl Barbara sure has got a big crush
The kind that makes you want to break stuff
And blame it on a man you don't know
She came down
number on this paper cause I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour, yeah
I got this Spanish chica, she don't like me to roam
So she
She had a dream
And boy it was a good one
So she chased after her dream
With much desire
But when she got too close
To her expectations
Well
disrespect to Aretha
But I got to get that paper baby, that paper baby, that paper baby, that paper baby
'Cause this game fuck everybody, this game fuck
a do-right-all-days woman (woman)
You've got to be a do-right-all-night man (man)
Yeah yeah
They say that it's a man's world
But you can't prove that by me
nigga shit, yo
Jumped in the game feet first and I paid for my actions
Hospital stays, laid up, related to asthma
And all I knew was chase paper in
We got this kinder, gentler
Machine gun hand
We got department stores and toilet paper
We got Styrofoam boxes for the ozone layer
I don't feel like
magic, floating through the air,
Peace,Love,One thing leads into another
Dream big,Aim small
Man you gotta love her
She's got her hopes up
Got 'em up
perry
oops, i meant perry mason, man he got me dyslectic
ive been hungry since i entered, I ain't lookin for an exit
eat or get ate, and you lookin like
knew her way around
And as I lay down beside her
Know, she never made a sound
On down the beach
Came the beach cleaning man
Scoopin' up the papers
dream
And I, oh I, said I, oh I
'Cause I know by the way I feel
She's got to be real (fa la la la)
I told the Sandman, 'help me if you can, man
Get me
got up
And slowly she drew nigh him,
And the only words to him did say
Young man I think you're dying.
He turned his face unto the wall
And death
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