Mini fat black Songtext

von Jan Allain

Mini Fat Black shopping on a Friday With her husband's cash
Can't buy for five with money for one
He's such a mean old dog
That guy's full of trash
Takes the wrong road by mistake Ends up at the steam bath
Has a soak, has a joke
With her sisters
She has a real good laugh, she says?

Well who does the hard work
And who gets the blues?
Mama tell your daughters
Don't put polish
On your old mans shoes.

Steaming fine and feeling good
She takes a taxi home
Finds a penny for her old man's belly
Buys a bag of those bargain bones
Spicing up, in her kitchen
Cooking hot
Jack comes home too early
Takes a look in that cooking pot
He says?
Crazy woman, you bad, bad woman
What you done with my money
She says I can't tell no lies
Spent it wise on myself
?Cos I'm your honey, she says?

Who does the hard work
And who gets the blues?
Mama tell your daughters
Don't put polish
On your old mans shoes.

Treat me good and treat me kind And treat me right
Endless giving when
It's hard just living
And I don't want another fight
I give to myself, time for myself
The only cost is what you've lost
In your pride
And your Friday wealth.