Lyrics:

Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh... (Yeah)


If they gleam in the sun
While they spin in the seat, get in my truck then {I
could remember}
And if it came in a sack
No skins, no seats in the back and {I could remember}


And if it dripped from my wrist
And it looked it shined like new then {I could
remember}
But oh, girl
I forgot to be your lover


If it wasnt for the 9 to 5
Double up overtimin {I could remember}
If it wasnt for the Sunday All-Star
Weekend games, girl {I could remember}


And if it wasnt the dough
Couldnt fit the ??? jones girl, you know that {I
could remember}
But silly, me, silly me, oh
Tell me how could I ever forget to be your lover


Now I realize that you need love too (Oh, yeah)
Spend my life makin love to you
Oh, girl
Oh, I forgot to be your lover


When she starts bringin up old dirt
And the fights keep getting worse (Oh, brother)
Findin numbers in her purse
Better put that woman first (Yeah)


And you know she aint wearin her ring (Oh, no)
When she starts playin little games
Comin in late from work
You better put that woman first


If it wasnt for the make up on my shirt
Still Id be chasin skirts and {I could remember}
And if it wasnt for that fight last night
Id be smashin out my headlights then {I could
remember}


If it wasnt for parole
Steady duckin my P.O., girl, you know {I could
remember}
But silly me, silly me, babe
Tell me how could I ever forget to be your lover


Now I realize that you need love too
Spend my life makin love to you
Oh, girl
Oh, I forgot to be your lover


When she starts bringin up old dirt (Bringin up old
s***)
And the fights keep getting worse
(Oh...oh...oh...oh...)
Findin numbers in her purse (Im tellin you,
brother)
Better put that woman first (You better put your woman
first)


And you know she aint wearin her ring (Oh, yeah)
When she starts playin little games (Im-Im-Im-Im
tellin you, brother)
Comin in late from work
You better put that woman first (Put that woman first)


{So many times} Actin like it really wasnt nothin
{So many ways} Kept to myself, always runnin
{So many games} All that I sin
{So many words} I need you to stay
{Always came first} Even though sometimes fallin
second
{Came down to love} You know I had to win in this race
{Spend some time} Put in some work
{And for better or worse} Always put that woman first


When she starts bringin up old dirt
And the fights keep getting worse (Gettin worse)
Findin numbers in her purse (In her purse)
Better put that woman first (Put that woman first)


And you know she aint wearin her ring (Ooh, yeah)
When she starts playin little games (Her little
games)
Comin in late from work (Imma say it again)
You better put that woman first (Put that woman first)


When she starts bringin up old dirt
And the fights keep getting worse (Shes gonna leave
you)
Findin numbers in her purse
Better put that woman first (Yeah, yeah, yeah)


And you know she aint wearin her ring (Yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah)
When she starts playin little games (Yeah, yeah)
Comin in late from work
You better put that woman first