it s my man cold or wet tired you bet all of this i ll soon forget with my man he s not much on looks he s no hero out of books but i love him yes i love him two or three girls has he that he likes as well as me but i love him i don t know why i should he isn t true he beats me too what can i do oh my man i love him so he ll never know all my life is just a spare but i don t care when he takes me in his arms the world is bright all right what s the difference if i say i ll go away when i know i ll come back on my knees someday for whatever my man is i m his forevermore