It takes all of your power To prove that you don't care I'm not Cordelia. I will not be there Angst on the planks, spittin from a bridge Just to see how far down it really is Robbing a bank, jumping on a train Old antiques a man alone can entertain Not

Oh, Lord have mercy on my wicked soul, Hey, black mama, what's the matter with you? Said it ain't satisfaction, don't care what I do, Hey, mama, what's the matter with you? Said it ain't satisfaction, baby, don't care what I do. You take a brown-skinned

I try to make it stop Hard work don't stop When you know what you got Sacrifice ain't that hard Feel like depending on me Sometimes we ain't meant to be free And I know that we have asked for change Don't be scared to put the fears to shame Don't feel,

Take the box Put it in the box, put it in the box The Moschino bra you bought me last Christmas Frank's in there and I don't care Your neighbors were screaming I don't have a key for downstairs So I punched all the buzzers hoping he would be there And

Let the good times roll, let the good times roll I don't care if you're young or old Get together, let the good times roll Hey, everybody, let's have some fun You only live but once And when you're dead you're done, so Don't sit there mumblin', talkin'

Been away a year today To wander and roam I don't care it's muddy there But this is my home Got my toes turned Dixie way 'Round the delta let me lay Dixie moonlight Swanee shore Headed homebound just once more To my Mississippi delta home

All you want is what you can't get back Once you let it go, then you know what you have Don't hold a candle to what you had Sometimes what you think you'll find It ain't quite what real life has in store So be careful what you wish for Don't know what

She knows about me and I know about her You don't have to tell me that you don't care I know you do Don't tell me it's just a girl ting, oh, ahlie You think that I love her, but I don't want her She knows about me And now you know It's been good, but I

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Maybe I'll find on the way down the line That I'm free, free to be me. Black night is a long way from home. Black night is not right, I don't feel so bright, I don't care to sit tight. I don't need a dark tree, I don't want a rough sea, I can't feel, I