I Can’t Be Satisfied

Now listen here my baby
Tell you what I want you to do
Want you treat me mama
Like I do you

Because I can't be satisfied
And I can't be satisfied
And I can't mistreat her
Not to please nobody's mind

Now I love my sweety
Tell you the reason why
My baby got something
To satisfy my mind

Lord starvation's in my kitchen
Rent sign's on my door
Good girl told me
She can't use me no more

I'm leaking at the heart
Bleeding at the nose
Good girl told me
She can't use me no more

Got on my high‑cut stockings
Low cut shoes
Mama I ain't bettin'
And I sure can't lose

Now look a‑here boys
Ain't this rich
I got to pay my wife
For everything I get