I done fed them
loved them
wash their clothes
kissed their lips
wiped their nose
you taste the sugar
you lose your teeth
ain't no man alive can handle me
they say
I'm too much woman
for one small bed
too much thinking
in this big ol' head
too much meat
for their pride to see
ain't no man alive can handle me
they want a snack not a meal baby
ain't no man alive can handle me
I'm fire-dressed in melody
I shine too bright
I cut too deep
they talk that love
but they don't keep
I ain't no doll
for some fool to own
I worked this land
till it turned my own
I gave my heart
till my knees went weak
they loved my laugh
but not my grief
now baby
they want the meal
not the woman that cooked it
they like it thin
they like it sweet
but I serve heat
beneath the sheet
you taste this sugar
you'll fall to your knee
ain't no man alive can handle me
I shake the walls
I break the beat
they start to pray
when I turn up the heat
ain't no man alive can handle me
maybe one day
some man
will prove me wrong
but I ain't waiting






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