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So Many Men Who Take  So many men who take And in doing so cause damage and Heart break To women who must put the pieces back together They rise up from the pain They start looking once again In the stormy weather For this beautiful thing called love They rise above The pain With new hope again Only to meet the same or worse calibre as before Not realizing the drama that's in store Men want their needs to be met So they will pressure for it until they get A woman's chastity. They... Spend a little but expect a lot in return. They Keep women as back ups for when they get burned Her parents never told her about the nature of men And how to be smart in dealing with them How to be assertive and when to walk away And how to attract only the right one to stay So after all that happened why did she stay? When this was clearly not the only way? She lost all hope and am tired of looking They all cause pain The efforts of looking once more will all be in vain The routine of hurt will remain the same What she seeks does not exist It is futile to persist Song for this post Mr Big Stuff - Jean Knight |
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Oh, yeah Ooh Mr. Big Stuff Who do you think you are Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna get my love Now because you wear all those fancy clothes (oh yeah) And have a big fine car, oh yes, you do now Do you think I can afford to give you my love (oh yeah) You think you're higher than every star above Mr. Big Stuff Who do you think you are Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna get my love Now I know all the girls I've seen you with I know you broke their hearts one after another now, bit by bit You made 'em cry, many poor girls cry When they try to keep you happy, they just try to keep you satisfied Mr. Big Stuff, tell me, tell me Who do you think you are Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna get my love I'd rather give my love to a poor guy that has a love that's true (oh yeah) Than to be fooled around and get hurt by you 'Cause when I give my love, I want love in return (oh yeah) Now I know this is a lesson Mr. Big Stuff you haven't learned Mr. Big Stuff, tell me Who do you think you are Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna get my love Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna break my heart Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna make me cry Mr. Big Stuff, tell me Just who do you think you are Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna get my love Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna break my heart Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna make me cry Mr. Big Stuff, tell me, tell me Just who do you think you are Mr. Big Stuff You're never gonna get my love
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Mr Big Suff...now that takes Me way back, still have the 45 vinyl, if you know what one of those is 
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tu a bien raison danger danger ...how are you my Friend ?
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i agree it may be true of some men but not all men and hopefully not the majority. it's a sad time if it's true of the majority and if so at least i'm not one of them
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Wow......mow isn't that a great song!
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Your words resonate with my thoughts...
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Mr Big Suff...now that takes Me way back, still have the 45 vinyl, if you know what one of those is
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i agree it may be true of some men but not all men and hopefully not the majority. it's a sad time if it's true of the majority and if so at least i'm not one of them
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