| You know, sometimes a man will
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| Cause such heartache (yes, he will)
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| That a woman feels she only take
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| He’ll make all kind of mistakes
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| (Yes, he will) that cause your
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| Heart to break
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| Seems like every day
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| Is like the one before
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| The things you used to say
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| You don’t say anymore
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| Bits and pieces of your time
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| Are all you can afford
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| It looks like you just can’t see
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| That there’s much more to love
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| Than bed and board (bed and board)
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| Bed, bed, bed, bed and board
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| (Bed and board)
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| Lying half awake
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| I hear you switch the light
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| You turn off the late news
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| Oh, I’m in luck tonight
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| You think that making love
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| Three times a week is my reward
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| Well, you can’t seem to understand
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| That there’s much more to love
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| Than bed and board (bed and board)
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| Ooh, baby, bed and board
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| (Bed and board) oh, don’t you know
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| Don’t know what happened
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| But you’ve changed somehow
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| And like a puppet
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| On a string, baby, oh
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| You’re only going
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| Through the motions now
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| You touch me but you don’t
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| Feel anything, anything
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| You’re gonna say
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| That it’s all in my mind
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| Lord knows how I’ve thought it out
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| At least a thousand times
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| I’ve got to try again
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| I need my faith in life restored
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| I can’t wait any longer 'cause
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| There’s much more to love
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| Than bed and board (bed and board)
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| Baby, bed, bed, bed and board
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| (Bed and board) so right there
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| You oughta listen cause what else
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| So much more to life
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| Than just a bed and a roof
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| Saying, I believe
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| I believe that a man
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| Will misuse a woman
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| If he’s given the chance
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| And I believe
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| That he will abuse a woman
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| At the beginning of a romance
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| 'Cause all they ever want is bed (bed)
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| Your bed (bed) my bed (bed) his bed
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| It don’t make any difference where it is
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| See, but I don’t find anything wrong
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| With making a little love
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| On an early Sunday morning
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| You oughta be in church (amen)
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| Ain’t nothing wrong (amen)
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| With a little love on an early
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| Monday morning, Monday morning
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| (Monday morning)
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| When your baby’s supposed
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| To be going to work
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| He can’t leave you, no, no, no
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| He can’t leave your side
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| And here’s why
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| Because a man needs love
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| And a man needs to be hugged
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| And kissed, yes, he does
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| You know it’s something when
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| We ladies start to prepare
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| Ourselves for that particular man
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| Waiting for him to come home
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| So he can just hold our hand
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| You know, I believe that all of
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| That all you do something like this
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| You might run the water
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| Putting all of those nice things
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| Into that tub
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| And when we’re finished
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| We have all kinds of sweet
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| Smelling things that we put on
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| Perfumes and some of us decide to
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| Just powder ourselves all the way down
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| That’s good because that’s what they like
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| And when he comes through the door
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| And you’re lying there in your negligee
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| Or whatever it might be
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| And he says to you
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| I’m too tired, I’m too tired
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| And you turn to him and say
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| Do you think I did all this for me
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| You can still hear that same moan from him
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| I’m too tired, I’ve been working all day
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| But you don’t wanna hear that, do you
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| You see, because the art of making love
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| Has to be done in a certain way
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| And it can only been done when
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| Two people become totally involved
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| But sometimes a man
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| Just out of forgetfulness
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| Will not remember a woman’s birthday
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| And it’s not intentional
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| It’s just because it’s the way they’re made
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| And they’ll forget to call you
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| Exactly on the hour because
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| They forget that little things
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| Mean a lot
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| 'Cause there’s so much more to life
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| Than bed and board |