(by McKinley Morganfield)
Oh babylook how you got me standin round crying.
Oh babylook how you got me standin round crying.
Lord I love you little girlyou re always resting on my mind.
Oh babyI ain t gonna be riding you round in my automobile.
Oh babyI ain t gonna be riding you round in my automobile.
You got so many menI m afraid you may get me killed.
Oh babyyou ain t nothing like you used to be. (Nodon t get me killedhoney!)
Oh babyyou ain t nothing like you used to be. (Oh manleave that woman alone!)
When I was deep in love with youlittle girl
you were just sweet as an apple on a tree.

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