Thursday, January 10, 2008

I’m not one of those women who’ll fight you
Or curse you out in the street
I’m not one of those women who’ll fight another
Or dog you out when we meet

I’m not one of those women who’ll take your shit
Or take your hits
Or just wipe the spit
as you hawk up another to put on me

I’m not the woman who’ll cheat on a good man
Or lie to your woman
Or keep taking your lines and excuses

I’m not the girl with the pin up curves
Or the one you sex and run off to next
Or screw when you and wifey vex

I’m the woman that there’s just something about
The one men can’t live with but can’t do without
The name you call out at times and get into trouble
The one with the gapped- tooth smile that makes good fortunes double
That’s me

I’m the one you can’t seem to treat right
The one you leave alone at night
But always come back to to make everything right
That’s me

That one who loves you, that’s me
That one who wants you, that’s me
That one that sees no other but you
That’s me too

Now that you know who I am
Please tell me: Who are you

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