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Spend them with my homeys
The people that love me and know me
Know I'm smart, have a sensitive heart
Want to be yelled at and told to stand
Love yourself woman, it's God's plan

At least the 2nd and 3rd one now
My friends get me over you somehow
I can make plans with them
Thank God so much, Amen

That they are true and real
Known 20 years how I feel
Seen my pain too long
Yet still there I belong

As an aunt, as a sister
To a brother, strong, bold mister
Friend's---more like my mom and dad
Their kids--my niece and nephew here I've had

Friday nights last two
Wasn't home alone all blue
I have true friends
Who know my sins

Love me anyway, they stay
Despite me, don't flee
Keep on telling their side
While I go on home to be alone and ride

Out of my life
Where I want to be a wife
To a super-kind-of-man
Who'll be devoted to making sure he'll stand

By me through it all
Not weak love to fall
Down easy as the spring rain
Those two-timing friends only bring you the pain...

5/27/2006 0004 cj

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