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(B. s - D. Troiano)
Colder women light a fire in me
Bolder women seem to tire of me
Older women put desire in me
But without em to hold, where would this poor man be?
Crazy women make a fool of me
Ruthless women seem so cruel to me
And painted women actin cool with me
But without em to hold, where would this poor man be?
I wanna tell you what I know
I aint sayin its a lot,
But I hope its enough to teach you
To try to hang on to what you got, I wanna say
Im only sayin what I mean
And Im backin it up, cause Ive already been there, son...
I know that colder women light a fire in me,
Bolder women seem to tire of me,
And older women put desire in me,
But without em to hold, where would this poor man be?
Sometimes you cant live with em,
But you cant live without em,
W-O-M-E-N.