Beast of Burden

Now write this down!

I'll never be your beast of burden

My back is broad, but it's a-hurtin'

All I want is for you to make love to me

I'll never be your beast of burden

I walk for miles, my feet are hurtin'

All I want is for you to make love to me

What's the matter with me?

Ain't I hot enough? Ain't I rough enough?

Ain't I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I'll never be your beast of burden

So let's go home and draw the curtains

Put some music on the radio

Come on, baby, make some love to me

Oh, what's the matter with me?

Ain't I hot enough? Ain't I rough enough?

Ain't I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

My little sister is a pretty pretty girl

My little sister is a pretty pretty girl

She loves to ride, she loves to crawl

They love to take her out behind the garden wall

And when they're done they just throw her away

And she don't have an awful lot to say

It hurts her so bad to come to the end

I remember all the times she spent sayin', "Please!"

Ain't I hot enough? Ain't I rough enough?

Ain't I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh!

Oh!

I'll never be your beast of burden

My back is broad, baby, but it's a-hurtin'

And all I want is you to make love to me

What's the matter, what's the matter with me?

Ain't I hot enough, ooh yeah? Ain't I rough enough, ooh yeah?

Ain't I rich enough, rich enough, rich enough?

Too blind to see, too blind, too blind, oh!

I'll never be your beast of burden

I walk for miles, honey, my feet are hurtin'

And all I want is you to make love to me...