Leftovers

Phillip, I know you said you're leaving But can't we discuss this at all Look, baby, there ain't nothing to dicuss I mean, you know, we been Through this a thousand times Everything's been said You be leaving because Of your son, right (that's right) And because of your son That's the reason you had your wife Laying up here in my bed last week, right The neighbors told me when I Went to Philadelphia, she was Here the whole weekend Just tell me something You been married to her Been shacking with me Who you feel you're cheating on Well, I don't feel like I'm cheating on nobody You know, I'm just Going on home, that's all Wait a minute, the doorbell's ringing Lemme get the bell Well, do say, right on time Mrs. Jody again, what do you want (My husband) well You're not getting him (Oh, I'll take him with me) I know what you're gonna take You're gonna take a good A-kicking If you don't get outta my house (Well, I bought some And I'm ready for yours) I guess you brought the kid too, huh (Yes, I did) well, listen Let me tell you something I want the both y'all out my house I don't wanna see none of you no more And I wanna tell you something Further this time, you understand me I wanna ask you something Tell me how do you feel Knowing he's my man And the love he's giving you Is weak and second hand Tell me, tell me, tell me now How could you lay there Stretched out in my bed With my brand new nighty on My rollers in your nappy head Some girls, they Got no pride at all, no Some are just downright dirty Some are just dogs All you're getting is my leftovers You're digging out a love I done picked over You oughta leave my man alone Find one of your own Stop making the dog, girl Scraping the bone, ow It don't bother me if the man Give you a little bit of loving sometime Cause, you see, I know I he makes it good to you It's me that's on his mind But tell me, tell me Tell me, tell me now How could you forget, girl The man left you for me and if He ever decides to do it to you It's out of responsibility I don't see how some Folks can be so dumb, no You got the nerve to Think you're living good But all you're getting is crumbs All you're getting is my leftovers You're digging out a love I done picked over You oughta leave my man alone Find one of your own Stop making the dog, girl Scraping the bone, ow Leave him alone, now Go and find a man of your own Cause there ain't nothing Left of the man to see You see, I done Took everything you had All you're getting is my leftovers You're digging out of surplus garbage Hey, leave him alone now Go and find a man of Your own this evening, girl I know you look kinda bad but There must be somebody That wants you anyway You oughta leave the man alone...