Hey, hey, mama, what's the matter here Hey, hey, mama, what is wrong with you You didn't have to tell me that you love me so You didn't have to crucify me like you did You didn't have to tell me I was just your kid Hey, hey, mama, what's the matter here

You've gotta be a do right, all night man If you want a do right, all day's woman She's not just a play thing She's flesh and blood just like her man Take me to heart, I'll always love you And nobody can make me do wrong Take me for granted, leaving love

Your love lifts me up like helium You lift me up before I hit the ground Your love lifts me up when I'm down, down, down, when I've hit the ground You're all I need Yeah, I wanted to play tough, thought I could do all this on my own But even Superwoman

La la la la To get through to the man in me The man in me will do nearly any task And as for compensation, there's little he would ask Take a woman like you Storm clouds are raging all around my door I think to myself I might not take it any more Take a

La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me Woman like me, like a woman like me I made a few mistakes, I regret it nightly I broke a couple hearts that I wear on my sleeve My momama always said, "Girl, you're trouble" and And now I wonder, could you

From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin' From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown I believe to

Pop a top again I just got time for one more round Set 'em up my friends Then I'll be gone Then you can let some other fool sit down I'd like for you to listen to a joke I heard today From a woman who said she was through and calmly walked away I tried

A woman's only human You should understand She's not just a plaything She's flesh and blood just like her man If you want a do-right-all-day woman You've got to be a do-right-all-night man Take me to heart and I'll always love you And nobody can make me

Southbound again I don't know if I'm going or leaving home Boy got to be moving Seems like the boy is bound to roam Southbound again got no money I've got no place to go That woman's with her lover boy Never want to see her face no more Every single time

From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin' From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown I believe to