Take My Woman, Take Her Shoes

lyrics by Robert Braathe, seeking music and a vocalist

When I’m tripping it makes the news
When I’m dipping I taste the chews
When I’m nipping I hate the booze

When I’m dating I have to choose
Between the exes and the flooze
Because you let him set your fuse

If you take my woman, take her shoes
No need for rhythm without the blues
No need for a schism without the news
No need for a prism without the hues
Take that woman and take her shoes

I wasn’t thinking about the day
When another would take you away
Not much left that I have to say

When it’s ringing it’s off the hook
Little did I know about the book
Or about the love that he had took

If you take my woman, take her shoes
No need for rhythm without the blues
No need for a schism without the news
No need for a prism without the hues
Take that woman and take her shoes

If you take my woman, take her shoes
No need for rhythm without the blues
No need for a schism without the news
No need for a prism without the hues
Take that woman and take her shoes

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