I called that woman
You told me about
I called and she said
I left room for doubt
I asked her the reason
For her skeptical mood
She said I would find out
From a woman with a tiny brood
I met that woman
Like she told me I would
I asked if I had the strength
She told me I should
But she look askance
At my untied shoes
And she let me know
The life I could could lose
It's been twenty years
Since I heard you sing
I've learned my lesson
But you didn't learn a thing
Those women were right
Each in their own way
Love is a game
We all hate to play
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