Keeping It Real: I am the one who consoles your man
I listen when you don't have time
I am his friend first and
His lover second
A lover who loves him unconditionally
I don't make him feel like he's less of a man
I know this good black man is doing
The best he can
In an unforgiving world
He laughs with me
Smiles with me
Shares with me
He runs my bath water
And licks the bubbles off my toes
He washes my body with gentle hands
Gentle hands from a gentleman
I make him feel wanted, needed and appreciated
He shows me a side of him
You never knew existed
Did you know he wanted to go to cooking school?
Who am I?
I AM THE OTHER WOMAN
You were always too busy for him
With your career
Too busy to get the brother a beer
Too busy for love
He was never next
Too busy for anal or kinky sex
Don't get it twisted
This isn't something that will pass
It's a lot deeper
We read books together
Cry together
Love forever
Who am I
I AM THE OTHER WOMAN
When his pager goes off
And he has to leave unexpectedly
Well, that's me
When he comes home late and happy
From an all nighter at the office
It's me that put that smile on his face
I've only spoken to you once or twice
You sound very nice, not cold as ice
Like he said, or maybe he meant
Cold as ice......in bed
Idle hands are the devil's workshop
Idle hands of your man
All over my tan.....brown body
A good man is not hard to find
A good man is hard to keep
Especially if you're a weak.......woman
He likes me because I talk back to him
I show him sass and spunk
I give him my lips to kiss
and my body to lick
I am the challenge you never were
I bring him breakfast in bed
Followed by a little head
And drink Mimosa's out of his naval
Hey girl, I understand
Everybody aint able
Quit trying to be the boss
And give that salad a toss
I ask him how was his day
And massage his head and his feet
Letting him know
He is my only treat
No disrespect intended
But then again
I don't owe you a thing
I didn't commit to you
He did!
We as women get mad at one another
Instead of dealing with the man
The man with idle hands
Who am I ?
I AM THE OTHER WOMAN!! Ya Dig?..
I listen when you don't have time
I am his friend first and
His lover second
A lover who loves him unconditionally
I don't make him feel like he's less of a man
I know this good black man is doing
The best he can
In an unforgiving world
He laughs with me
Smiles with me
Shares with me
He runs my bath water
And licks the bubbles off my toes
He washes my body with gentle hands
Gentle hands from a gentleman
I make him feel wanted, needed and appreciated
He shows me a side of him
You never knew existed
Did you know he wanted to go to cooking school?
Who am I?
I AM THE OTHER WOMAN
You were always too busy for him
With your career
Too busy to get the brother a beer
Too busy for love
He was never next
Too busy for anal or kinky sex
Don't get it twisted
This isn't something that will pass
It's a lot deeper
We read books together
Cry together
Love forever
Who am I
I AM THE OTHER WOMAN
When his pager goes off
And he has to leave unexpectedly
Well, that's me
When he comes home late and happy
From an all nighter at the office
It's me that put that smile on his face
I've only spoken to you once or twice
You sound very nice, not cold as ice
Like he said, or maybe he meant
Cold as ice......in bed
Idle hands are the devil's workshop
Idle hands of your man
All over my tan.....brown body
A good man is not hard to find
A good man is hard to keep
Especially if you're a weak.......woman
He likes me because I talk back to him
I show him sass and spunk
I give him my lips to kiss
and my body to lick
I am the challenge you never were
I bring him breakfast in bed
Followed by a little head
And drink Mimosa's out of his naval
Hey girl, I understand
Everybody aint able
Quit trying to be the boss
And give that salad a toss
I ask him how was his day
And massage his head and his feet
Letting him know
He is my only treat
No disrespect intended
But then again
I don't owe you a thing
I didn't commit to you
He did!
We as women get mad at one another
Instead of dealing with the man
The man with idle hands
Who am I ?
I AM THE OTHER WOMAN!! Ya Dig?..
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