i don t want you cook my bread i don t want you make my bed i don t want your money too i just wanna make love to you i don t want you be no slave i don t want you work all day i don t want you to be sad and blue i just wanna make love to you i can tell by the way that you baby talk i can see by the way that you switch and walk i can tell by the way that you treat your man but i could love you baby it s a cryin shame i don t want you wash my clothes i don t want you keep a home i don t want you to be true i just wanna make love to you i don t want you be no slave i don t want you work all day i don t want you to be true i just wanna make love to you i don t want you keep a home i don t want you wash my clothes i don t want you to be true i just wanna make love1