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AYou don’t know your husband like you think you do Girl, I could tell you somethin’ aboutE the man you’re married to DYou don’t know where the hell he is when he’s not near you AYou don’t know your husEband not the wAay I do
AWell the last the time you called him, I was sitting on his lap He had his hand up under my sweater ruubbin’ on my back DHe was lookin’ in my eyes, tellin’ you lies it was all I could take You can bet I’m woman enough to tell it to Eyour face…
AYou don’t know your husband like you think you do Girl, I could tell you somethin’ aboutE the man you’re married to DYou don’t know where the hell he is when he’s not near you AYou don’t know your husbEand, not the wAay I do
AWell he tells me that he’s leaving you, then he tells me he’s gonna stay Un-uh, girl, He’s gotta swear he wants us, honey, he can’t have it both ways DSpeaking of lies, he told me last night he was drinking at some bar EAnd I then found him in the backset with another woman in the backseat your car
AYou don’t know your husband like you think you do Girl, I could tell you somethin’ aboutE the man you’re married to DYou don’t know where the hell he is when he’s not near you AYou don’t know your husbEand, not the wAay I do
You don’t know your husband, not the way I do