La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, da, da, da, di, da
How can I express to you the joy I felt when I realized that I had found the perfect man for me?
A man who could make me feel all the things I felt a woman should feel
I said, "Darling, I want to be the perfect woman for you
I got myself a three-year subscription to Essence Magazine
Read it from cover to cover."
You know I wanted to be perfect for him
Said, "Black is beautiful. Just keep getting up
Together we can make it. It's gonna be alright."
Forget about what society says, is, or isn't or what can or cannot be
Keep getting up
He quit his job, came home one day with fourteen mirrors, some
Afro Sheen, some Afro Clean, some Afro Fluid, some Afro Do It to It
Come on and set it up in the room and look at the black beautiful
Check out the boy
Mother's love, mother's love
I said, "Well, my darling, I hate to get in your business
You know what I mean
But uh, I mean what about a job?
I mean, what about the gas and the electricity and, and, and...
Well, not that I am equating, a job with your manhood, you understand?
But, I mean, you did have a choice in this."
He said, "I got to get myself together
I'm tired of working for somebody else
I maybe take out a small businessman's loan and open up a head shop."
I said, "But that's not bringing no money in. I mean..."
He said, "You working, ain't you? Get off my back."
I don't know, you see, I wasn't raised like that, y'all
I figure if I got to get up and go to work every day, then every able body in the household supposed to get up and go at least looking...
I know it ain't easy out there, but I said, "Now if for some reason you feel that you can no longer be the man that I thought you were at the beginning of our relationship, then I got this one thing to lay on you, my sweet."
Go away, little boy
Why don't you just go away, little boy
You see, I am not supposed to sit up here alone in the dark
With some mirrors and no money and no food
I know, I understand and recognize the fact
That your lips are oooh, so sweet. Ow!
But it don't look like our lips
Sure ain't gonna have another chance to meet
I think I can find myself another man
And I know what to do when I got somebody who can be true
So why don't you run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run on away, little boy
Let the doorknob hit you where the dog should've bit you, little boy
'Cause you're hurting me more every minute that you delay
Hey, hey
'Cause when you're near me like this, whoa baby
You're getting kind of hard for me to understand
So my man, just go on away, just go on away
Just go on away, little boy, before I do something rash
Oh, run, run, run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run, little boy
Find yourself another set of apron strings, little boy
'Cause you're hurting me more every minute that you delay
Oooh, hey, hey
When you're near me, when you're near me, when you're near me
When you're near me, when you're near me, when you're near me
When you walk close up tight like this
You're getting just a little bit too hard for me to resist
So why don't you go on away, little boy, before I, before I...
Why don't you just leave me alone
You know what I mean
Go ahead, take your things with you, your albums and all them Playboy magazines
Just go on, get out of my life
Now don't stand so close when you're trying to get that last goodbye kiss
I know your moves now
Don't do me like this
And don't, don't kiss my eyelids like that and please don't suck my earlobes like that and...
Don't, no, baby, don't, don't
Well, look, you think you can get a job by Thursday, you promise?
Now you ain't gonna fool me this time?
Then you might as well stay
Stay, might as well stay. Don't go away
You can be my man one more time, but this time I'm gonna try harder too, sweet baby
This time I'm gonna be sweeter
