I helped you when you had no
shoes on your feet, pretty mama
I helped you when you had
no food to eat.
You're the kind of woman I
just don't understand
You're takin' all my money
and give it to another man.
Well you're the kinda woman
makes a man lose his brain
You're the kinda woman drives
a man insane
You give me the blues because
you're satisfied
You give me the blues I wanna
lay down and die
Well you give me the blues, I wanna lay down and die
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