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 Lyricist: Billie Holiday
 Lyrics: 
 I love my manOn my life I say I don't
 I love my man
 On my life I say I don't
 But I'll quit my man
 On my life I say I won't
 I've been your slave baby
 Ever since I've been your way
 I've been your slave
 Ever since I've been your faith
 But before I be your dog
 I'll see you in your grave
 My man wouldn't give me no breakfast
 Wouldn't give me no dinner
 Squacked about my supper
 Then he put me outdoors
 Heaven erred to late
 A matchbox on my clothes
 I didn't have so many
 But I had a long long ways to go
 I ain't good looking
 And my hair ain't curls
 I ain't good looking
 And my hair ain't curls
 
 But my mother she give me something
 It's going to carry me through this world
 Some man like me cause I'm happy
 Some cause I'm snappy
 Some call me honey
 Others think I've got money
 Some say billie
 Baby you're built for speed
 Now if you put that altogether
 Makes me everything a good man needs
 
 
		
		
	
 
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