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I'm the lady that he introduces to other ladies in his life
I'm the lady that he takes to dinner with his mama
I'm the lady who
Can stand up under his friend-girl's scrutiny and
Bear the weight of his auntie's infamous stare
I got
Way too much class to have too many babies
With too many different daddies
Right?
You understand what I mean…
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So when I looked up
And I had fucked up
And was knocked up
By another woman's husband…
(With my classy self)
Well… that just would not do at all
I mean I may be
PRO-Choice
But in truth
I had
NO choice
Right?
You understand what I mean…?
~
Hell,
Too many kids and girl might
Fool around and end up a "pogo stick"
And I ain't no damn pogo stick…
You know…
"Fun to bounce around on-
But no self-respecting grown man
Will be seen in public with one…"
I had NO choice…
Right?
~
It wadn't so bad…
Once I got past the
Nightmares of vacuums and clogged sucking sounds and the pain in my guts and the bleedin'
'til I chafed and the crying 'til I puked and the sore leaking breasts and the
Hole in my sooooul…
It wadn't so bad…
~
And it had to be done
Right?
~
Besides, I lived through it…
And in the end- it's all about ME-
You understand what I mean…
You hear what I'm screamin'?
You hear
What
AAAAHM SCREEEAAAMING!!!?