And when
you ain't got no big mama, all the mamas look hot
And
when lovin' is you weakness, your just bound to get caught
And
the story never changes, history tells it so plain
And
I'll be your Dick, honey, if you'll just be my Jane
And when
you ain't got nobody, anybody looks nice
It don't
take much to make you stop and look twice
And
it's either feast or famine, I've found out that it's true
And
I'm hungry as a bull dog, baby how about you, baby how about you
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