Msdf Interlude

Hello Hi, Aunt Dolane Hey Maysa, what you callin' me this time of the night? What's wrong now? I made him leave again No you didn't, not Mr. 'So Damn Fine' I had to, I'm sick of him Girl, you sick of him? Well, bring him over here He's too much Too much? Oh honey, well, what kind of man are you lookin' for? I want a real man Oh, you want a man that loves you A man that'll come straight home from work Eat your cookin' and make sweet love to you Clean the house, take you anywhere, blah, blah, blah Well, let me tell you honey When you got a man like Mr. 'So Damn Fine' And he can put on a pair of shorts And you can bounce a quarter off his butt cheeks Girl, you better scream and say, "He's mine" I don't care if he ain't no damn good Let me tell you the real deal