My baby is so mean and mistreats me
My baby is so mean, mistreating me
And he comes and he goes
As he pleases
My baby is so mean and mistreats me
The little bird is singing and my gut tells me so
The little bird is singing, the woman's instinct is telling me so
He wastes away his kisses
On another women I guess
The little bird is singing, the woman's instinct is telling me so
But there's one thing he doesn't know and I won't be telling him
There's one thing he doesn't know and I don't bother to tell him
Who warms me
Who gives me sugar
There's one thing he doesn't know and I won't be telling him
Every girl needs a bit of love to a core
I said:
Every woman wants a bit of affection to a pore
If I don't get it at home
I can go to a next door
And lean on to my baby's best friend