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Baby's Mr. Pearl Scott W. Hazzard
Baby’s Mr. Pearl
In the other world,
I can’t say “my baby” when
I mean more than “Mrs. Pearl”
Because believe you me, I know Mrs. Pearl
And she ain’t my baby, no
She’s the one the lady that got half my house and car
And the name to prove it.
No, you ain’t that, like some other girls is to their guys.
You ain’t Mrs. Nothing, but maybe you are
Mrs. Sometimes Confidential with your needs and wishes,
Mrs. Respect this woman, and always,
Mrs. I Demand My Refund for every year spent with a ‘him’
That never loved his ‘her’ in return for all she does
And it’s all that she does,
Not with the oven or the stove,
But with her long, glossy legs
And strong swinging hips
Out on the hardwood floor at Leo’s Bar & Grill
When their playing the Four Tops, that makes me remember
The first time here singing, “Ain’t no woman like the one…”
I’m pouring on the steak sauce in this world.
A1, a-okay, around here, and when you’re done
Shaking your bangles and you adjust your spaghetti strapped bra,
You come over and sit by my side,
And I don’t think about my wife Mrs. nothing.
I’m thinking, “that’s my baby.”
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