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My poor broke mama told me |
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When I was twelve years old |
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You eat and talk much too fast |
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There's one thing you should know |
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Take your time my sweet baby |
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Take your time my blue eyed son |
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Well you may never have his money |
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But you won't miss no rich man's fun |
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I can never give you money honey |
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I can never buy you clothes |
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But the way them women been lookin' at you |
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Someday you should have both |
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If you take your time my sweet baby |
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Take your time and love them slow |
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And if you play your cards right |
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You won't never wait no more |
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Well the ladies like their diamonds |
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They like their brand new clothes |
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But I was blessed with plenty of other things they love the most |
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I take my time with the ladies |
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I take my time and I love 'em slow |
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And since I turned thirteen |
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Lord, I ain't never wait no more |
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I can never give you money honey |
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I can never buy you clothes |
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But the way them schoolgirls look at you |
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Someday you should have both |
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If you take your time my sweet baby |
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Take your time and be my son |
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Well you might never have his money |
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But you won't miss his fun |
