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LYRICS- Come on in my kitchen

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Posted by rtfemia on Mar 03, 2005 - 12:31 PM

Come On In My Kitchen

You better come on into my kitchen,
Cause itís sure to be raining outdoors.

When a womanís in trouble,
Everybody puts her down
She look for her good man,
Lord he canít be found.

You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause itís going to be raining outdoors.

Thereís a cold wind blowiní,
Leaves trembliní on the trees,
Donít you know that that good girl
Ya sheís leaving me.

You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause itís going to be raining outdoors.

The woman Iíve been loviní
Left with my best friend,
That joker got lucky,
Stole her back again.

You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause itís going to be raining outdoors.

Well that good girlís leaving,
She ainít coming back,
Took her last nickel from her notion sack

You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause itís going to be raining outdoors.

Mamaís dead and gone,
Fatherís no wheres to be,
I ainít got nobody
To love and care for me.

You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause itís going to be raining outdoors.
Yes, itís going to be raining outdoors.
Yes, itís going to be raining outdoors.

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