Lyrics:

I don't want you to be no slave
I don't want you to work all day
I don't want you to be true
I just want to make love to you
I don't want you to wash my clothes
I don't want you to keep my home
I don't want your money too
I just want to make love to you
Love to you
Love to you
Love to you

Well I tell by the way you switch and walk
I can see by the way you, baby, talk
I can know by the way you treat your man
That I could love you, babe, until the cryin' shame
I don't want you to cook my bread
I don't want you to make my bed
I don't want you because I'm sad and blue
I just want to make love to you
Love to you
Love to you
Love to you
Love to you
Love to you
Love to you