Paul Westerberg - C'mon, C'mon, C'mon

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Do you know it?
It was a dog not a lady I reckon
I don’t stand for any more of it
I’ll bite his hand next time he beckons
«C'mon c’mon c’mon little bitch»
«C'mon c’mon c’mon little bitch»
A woman’s place ain’t in the house
But that joker ain’t learned it yet
Slap the taste right out of his mouth
«C'mon c’mon, c’mon little bitch»
«C'mon c’mon, c’mon little bitch»
That guy’s an old-fashioned ho
He’s out running wild
But that shit don’t fly no more
«C'mon, c’mon, c’mon little child
«C'mon, c’mon, c’mon little child
«C'mon c’mon c’mon
Let’s give a little pride
I said a-hey hey hey now baby (a-hey hey hey now baby)
I said a-hey hey hey (hey hey hey)
His steel empire has not fallen
He’s conquered you, now ain’t that rich
I’m out and shouting next time he starts calling
«C'mon, c'mon, c'mon little bitch»
«C'mon c’mon c’mon little bitch»