Couldn't Stand The Weather lyrics

Give me back my wig....Honey let your head go bald
Give me back my wig....Honey let your head go bald
You really had no business....Honey buyin' no wig at all

Give me back that wig....Honey let your head go bald
Give me back that wig....Honey let your head go bald
You really had no business....Honey buyin' no wig at all

Give me back my wig....Honey let your head go bald

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Once was a sweet thang baby....Held out her lovin' in our hands
Now I reach to kiss your lips....The touch don't mean a thing
And that's a cold shot baby....Yeah that's a drag
A cold shot baby....I let our love go bad

Remember the way that you loved me....Do anything I said
Now I see you out somewhere....You won't give me the time of day
And that's a cold shot darlin'....Yeah that's a drag

The things that I used to do....Lord, I won't do no more
The things that I used to do....Lord, I won't do no more
I used to sit and hold your hand darlin'....and cry, oh babe do not go

I used to search all night for you darlin'
Lord, and my search would always end in vain
I used to search all night for you darlin'
Lord, and my search would always end in vain

You can't change it....Can't re-arrange it
If time is all that we got....Then baby let's take it

Lovin' is a lovin'....The moment is a-right
It's worth all the years in the past....Let's go one more night

Get away from the blind side of life
Honey I want you to be by my side
Me and my back door moves ain't no more....No more

Get away from the blind side of life

Like a queen bee's honey....Your as sweet as can be
I'm the king baby....Buzz with me
Dive in your hive....And into your life
Tell me little baby that you'll buzz me all the time

'Cause the way we kiss....Just can't miss
Don't make me wait to feel your warm embrace
Each and every time that we get the chance
Come on little baby let's make some romance

People talkin' but they just don't know....What's in my heart and why I love you so
I love you baby like a miner loves gold....Come on baby let the good times roll

Let the good times roll....Come on it soothes my soul
Oh let the good times roll....Come on, come on, come on

A lot of people live in make believe....They keep a lot of dirt up their sleeve

Well I’m standin’ next to a mountain....choppin’ down with the edge of my hand
Well I’m standin’ next to a mountain....choppin’ down with the edge of my hand
Pick up the pieces, make an island....might even raise a little sand

Cause I’m a voodoo chile....lord knows I’m a voodoo chile

I didn’t mean to take up all your sweet time