Monday, December 28, 2009
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Love’s a baby dat grows up wild
And he don’t do what you want him to
Love ain’t nobody’s angel-child
And he won’t pay any mind to you.
One man gives me his diamond stud
And I won’t give him a cigarette!
One man treats me like I was mud.
And all I got, dat man can get!
Dat’s love!
You go for me and I’m taboo
But if you’re hard to get, I go for you
And if I do, den you are through…Boy.
My baby, dat’s de end of you!
De end of you!
So take your cue…Boy.
Don’t say I didn’t tell you true
I told you truly, if I love you…
Dat’s de end of you!
-Carmen Jones
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
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