I Don't Have To Sing The Blues (Remastered 2002)

I've got this good lookin' woman back home
Let me tell ya'
She cooks good and she looks good
And she just can't do no wrong
She cooks me cornbread in the morning
She's my dinner and my midnight snack
She sits up and she begs
And she even rolls over on her back
Please don't tell me that's the way that it goes
'Cause I've tried hard and I know
I ain't been playin' in your back yard
'Cause I got my baby and she loves me so
She don't treat me mean
And she loves my machine  yeah
I digs her 'cause she's funky
And she sure keeps it clean  now
I'm a loafer  she's my chauffeur
And she sure likes to drive me  uh-huh
I lay my life on the line
And she steps right up besides me  yeah
Please don't tell me that's the way that it goes
'Cause I've tried hard and I know
I ain't been playin' in your back yard
'Cause I got my baby and she loves me so
I don't have to sing the blues no more
A girl like mine is hard to find for sure
She lays it on me each and every night
She's my pleasure and my world's delight
I don't have to sing the blues no more
A girl like mine is hard to find for sure
She lays it on me each and every night
She's my pleasure and my world's delight