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You Put It On Me
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B.b. King
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They say there aint no woman that a man can trust That they all use joo-joo, and goofy dust But I dont argue baby And I wont make no fuss Cause Im glad glad glad, Im so glad baby That you put it on me
Oh, I had pretty women in every town And I played so hard when the sun went down Oh, but you stopped my partying You stopped my partying when you came around baby Mmmm....and Im so glad Im so glad, Im so glad, Im so glad baby That you put it on me
If I hollered for help The doctor would come If I asked for medicine You know hed give me some But that wouldnt cure me baby Oh, and you know that wouldnt be no fun So you just keep on, keep on mama Oh, you just keep on puttin it on me
Yes, just keep it up baby Keep on puttin it on me Keep it up Keep on, keep on baby...
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