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My little woman causes me a lot of trouble sometimes.She worries me so bad, I don't know what to do.I take a walk. Figured the rolling of my feet would come to ease my mind.I'll just go away, and I won't know where I'm going.And I won't know where that I am going toBut she bugger me, she bugger me, oh man, she'd bugger you.I'm with you in the morning, baby, till the break of dayI know you won't take my heartYou're trying to make me go awaySeem like everybody got a little hard luck sometimeI know one thing for sure, baby: I been having mineBaby, I been having mine.We had one of them old flea-bag apartments. You know the kind I mean.You walk up on the fifth floor there, sometimes on a sunny day from the roof you'd see them flying kites in Washington Square. I'd go up on the roof and I'd watch her hanging up the clothes, and I'd say to her,"Wash the clothes, Sweedeedee, and hang 'em on the line.I can see by the way you wash the clothes your cooking must be fine."I'm with you in the morning, babytill the break of day.I know you don't want my heartTrying to make me go awayLetras de cancionesSeem like everybody got a little hard luck sometimeAnd I know one thing for sure: I been having mineBaby, I been having mine.I remember that old scum-bag coffee shop where we used to hang out atThe manager there, he'd let us stay without paying a coverI was always asking her sometimes, "We gotta leave the city."And I'd say to her,"You wash them clothes, Sweedeedee, and hang 'em on the line.I can see by the way you wash the clothes your cooking must be fine."I'm with you in the morning, babytill the break of day.I know you won't take my heartDon't make me go awaySeem like everybody got a little hard luck sometimeAnd I know one thing for sure, baby: I been having mineBaby, I been having mine. From Letras Mania