Advance Romance

No more credit
From the liquor store
Suit is all dirty, my
Shoes is all wore
Tired and lonely, my
Heart is all sore
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I can't stand it no more, you know

Told me she loved me
I believed what she said
Took me for a sucker, boy
All corn-fed
Next thing I knew
She had a bolt on the door
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I can't use it no more, no, I can't use it

She took George's watch
Like they always do
(It was a Timex, too!)
(WAH-HOO-HOO
WAH-HAH-HOO-HOO)
(Him ashamed on you)
No more money, boy
I shoulda knew
(You know I told ya)
(I know you told me)
(You didn't listen to me)
(But I couldn't listen to you!)
Told you 'bout the anchovies . . .
(You know what I'm talkin' about!)
George Duke!
The way she do me, boy
She might do you, too
The way she do me, boy
She might do you, too
The way she do me, boy
She might do you, too
(Look what she did to Denny right now!)

(Talk about it!)

(I'm chokin' the blues this morning!)

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(Get all over . . . ! My Goodness!)
(Old time!)

(Chicken was never like this!)

All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long

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(Think about it!)
People we . . . are . . .
(Yeah, one more time, one time!)
Through! But, wait a minute!
Potato-head Bobby
Was a friend of mine
Opened three of his eyes
In the food stamp line
Opened four of his eyes
In the food stamp line
Opened five of his eyes
In the food stamp line
Opened six of his eyes
In the food stamp line
Oh, you know they told me she might be a devil
No, you like them
Good God! Did you hear what I said?
Evil women
Oh, yeah!
You know, you know, you know
But she sure was fine
You like them
Oh, yeah!
Evil women
Growin' up, goin' home!
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(What you gonna do?)
He wanna try it one time
He said he don't mind, no

Later that night
He drop on by
Told her all he wanna do
Was step up and say "Hi"
(HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI)
Half an hour later
She had frenched his fry
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Bobby, say good-bye