Blues For a Monday Morning
My man done left me
He don't want me no more
When I woke up this morning
His feet had already hit the cold floor
That good man is gone now
And I don't know what to do...
We made love all night Friday
Layed up Saturday too,
It was tasty on Sunday,
But Monday morning he was through
He's out my door now Honey…
And I'm looking for something new
I'd make him breakfast each morning
Grits, eggs, sausage and buttered toast
We'd get dirty every night now
Whatever way he wanted most
But that man has gone and left me...
I'm left alone without anybody close
My man done left me
and now my bed is cold
He found another woman
I should have listened to what my family told
She can have him, I don't want him...
His groove was getting old
That tired man left me
But everything is gonna be okay...
If he don't want me Chile,
I don't need his ass anyway.
Yaa Baako ©1998
