I live in a place called country. I caught a ride
called bus. I got off at a place called depot.
So now there's a square among us.
A pain called had to eat
more made me get a job
A want called need more
made me see it through
The touch of loneliness kept me unhappy
Signing new ideas
started something new
I need to know how it felt to be needed
To learn how to love to be loved
For that thing called woman was wanted
And now I have found my love
We love a place called city
For we are no longer alone
And I know we shall be happy
Once we have a place called home
Man needs a pain called woman
Something to wrap his arms around
Somebody to whisper those
things that need to be said
To take care of that man
when he's sick in bed
To give him the kind of love
that he understands
To make him proud,
stand tall, and be a man
Give thing called woman
Give me a thing called woman
Make her short and tall,
fat and round, bald
And that's all right with me
Let her have two left legs,
three sets of eyeballs
And one swinging arm right in
the middle of her chest
Give me a woman
Man wants a thing called woman
Give me a kiss.
Don't do that, girl.
What's the matter with you
hitting me like that?
Let me go.
Give me a thing called love.