A Little Taste of Outside Love Lyrics by Millie Jackson
Feelin’ Bitchy
1977
(Telephone ringing) Hello! Uh-oh. Hi, baby No, I'm just sick and tired of this phone ringing all day long Everybody calling me with a bunch of problems My girlfriend done called me She's talking about leaving her old man He done called me, he upset But I damn sure can't blame her for being upset, boy Let me tell you what this idiot did He thought she was going shopping most of the day I guess she got back too soon for him 'Cause she saw the car when he pulled away Whatever that woman been putting on him Lord, it must've been mighty strong For that fool that had the nerve to bring some woman into their home He tried to tell her she was the Avon lady who just happened by And she was selling some new perfume that she wanted his wife to try If stupidity was a crime, Lord, he spent his life in jail He didn't even have enough common sense to take the woman to a motel So she told him, put your rags in a brown paper bag Go on and hit the door. (Go on.) Let the knob hit you in the back, Jack I don't ever wanna see you no more (Let it hit you in the back, Jack.) Ain't no use in looking pitiful or trying to explain A little taste of outside love has blown your whole thing Yes it have A little taste of outside love has blown your whole thing She took him the worst alley and tried to show him the light But you know what, you can comfort a snake But he's still gonna bite He leaned on her weakness what really turned her on She should've put him out a little bit sooner 'Cause his love must've been too strong But even a dog'll get tired if you keep on doing him wrong He won't even come to you if offer him his favorite bone So she told him, put your rags in a brown paper bag Go on and hit the door. (Go on.) Let the knob hit you in the back, Jack 'Cause I don't ever wanna see you no more (Let it hit you in the back, Jack.) So ain't no use in looking pitiful or trying to explain A little taste of outside love has blown his whole thing Yes it did A little taste of outside loving is blowing his whole thing (A little taste of outside love) A taste of outside loving is blowing his whole thing He blew it, baby. (A little taste of outside love) The man is blowing his whole thing (A little taste of outside love.) But what the hell? You can't really blame him
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