I don't want you, ta cook my bread
I don't want you, ta make my bed
I, don't want your, money too...
I just want to make, love to you....

Uh huh, look out baby

I don't want you, be no slave
I don't want you, ta work all day
I don't want ya to be, sad an' blue...
I just want to make, love to you...

I tell by the way that ya, baby talk
I can see by the way that ya, swish yer walk
I can tell by the way that ya, treat yer men
Lovin' you be-be-be-baby, is a cryin' shame...

I don't want you, ta wash my clothes
I don't want you, keep me home...
I, don't want you, to be true
I just want to make, love to you

I can tell by the way that ya, baby talk
I can see by the way that ya, swish yer walk
I can tell by the way that ya, treat yer men
Lovin' you be-be-baby is a, is a, cryin' shame...uh

Aww why'know, why'know, why'know I'm goin' see-see-crazy...baby
Oh I need your lovin' so bad...
All I want you ta say ta me is
Oh I just want to make, love...
To you