Billie's Blues Lyrics

Billie Holiday

I love my man I'm a liar if I say I don't I love my man I'm a liar if I say I don't But I'll quit my man I'm a liar if I say I won't
I've been your slave, baby Ever since I've been your babe I've been your slave Ever since I've been your babe But before I'll be your dog I'll see you in your grave
My man wouldn't give me no breakfast Wouldn't give me no dinner Squawked about my supper then he put me outdoors Had the nerve to lay a matchbox on my clothes I didn't have so many But I had a long, long ways to go
I ain't good-looking And my hair ain't curled I ain't good-looking And my hair ain't curled But my mother, she gave me something It's gonna tear me through this world
Some men like me 'cause I'm happy Some 'cause I'm snappy Some call me honey Others think I've got money
Some tell me "Billie, Baby, you're built for speed" Now, if you put that all together It makes me everything a good man needs

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