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(POP) Carly Simon - That's The Way I've Always Heard It Should Be

Carly Simon - That’s The Way I’ve Always Heard It Should Be (1971)

(POP) Cornelius Brothers & Sister Rose - Treat Her Like A Lady

Cornelius Brothers & Sister Rose - Treat Her Like A Lady (1971)

All my friends have to ask me
Something they didn't understand
How I get all the women
In the palm of my hand
I told them

Treat her like a lady
(Treat her like, you got to, got to treat her like)
Do the best you can do
(Treat her like, you got to, got to treat her like)
You gotta treat her like a lady
And she'll give in to you
Lord, you can see you know what I mean

I know you love her like a woman
(treat her like) (you got to treat her like)
Soon take advantage of you
(treat her like) (you got to treat her like)
Let me tell you, my friend
(treat her like) (you got to treat her like)
That just ain't no substitute
(treat her like) (you got to treat her like)
You oughta

Oh, you got to love her (love her)
And tease her (tease her)
But most of all you got to please her (please her)
You got to hold her (hold her)
And want her (want her)
And make her feel you'll always need her (need her)
You know a woman (woman)
Is sentimental (woman)
And so easy (woman) to upset (woman)
So make her feel (feel)
That she's for real, yeah (real)
And she'll give you happiness
Whoa-oh strange as it seems
(treat her like) (you got to treat her like)
You know you can't treat a woman mean
(treat her like) (you got to treat her like)

So my friend, there you have it
I said it's the easy, simple way
If you fail to do this
Don't blame her if she looks my way
'Cause I'm gonna

Treat her like a lady
So affectionately
I'm gonna treat her like a lady
And she'll give in to me
Lord, you can see you know what I mean
Oh, you gotta

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(POP) The Rolling Stones - Brown Sugar

The Rolling Stones - Brown Sugar (1971)

Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields 
Sold in a market down in New Orleans 
Scarred old slaver knows he's doing alright 
Hear him with the women just around midnight 

Brown sugar how come you taste so good? 
Brown sugar just like a young girl should 

Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot 
Lady of the house wonderin' when it's gonna stop 
House boy knows that he's doing alright 
You shoulda heard him just around midnight 

Brown sugar how come you taste so good, now? 
Brown sugar just like a young girl should, now 

Ah, get along, brown sugar how come you taste so good, baby? 
Ah, got me feelin' now, brown sugar just like a black girl should 

I bet your mama was a tent show queen 
And all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen 
I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like 
You shoulda heard me just around midnight 

Brown sugar how come you taste so good, baby? 
Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should, yeah 

I said yeah, yeah, yeah, woo 
How come you...how come you taste so good? 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo 
Just like a...just like a black girl should 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo 

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(POP) The Jackson 5 - Never Can Say Goodbye

The Jackson 5 - Never Can Say Goodbye (1971)

(Live) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=snihdG1rE0Y

I Never can say goodbye, no, no, no, no, now. 
I never can say goodbye. 

Even though the pain and heartache 
seems to follow me wherever I go, 
Though I try and try to hide my feelings, 
they always seems to show, 

Then you try to say you're leaving me 
and I always have to say no, 
tell me why is it so. 

That I never can say goodbye, no, no, no, no, now. 
I never can say goodbye. 

Everytime I think I've had enough 
and start heading for the door, 
There's a very strange vibration 
piercing me right through the core, 
It says, "Turn around, you fool, you know you love him more and more." 
Tell me why is it so. 

Don't wanna let go. 
Never can say goodbye. 
Boy oo oo baby. 
Never can say goodbye. No no no no no oo. 
Oh, I never can say goodbye. 
Boy oo oo. 

I never can say goodbye. No no no no no oo. 
Never can say goodbye, no, no, no, no, now. 
I never can say goodbye. 

I keep thinking that our propblems 
soon are all gonna work out. 
But there's that same unhappy feeling, 
there's that anguish, there's that doubt. 
It's the same old dizzy hangup, 
can't do with you or without. 
Tell me why is it so, don't wanna let you go.

(POP) Paul McCartney - Another Day

Paul McCartney - Another Day (1971)

Every Day She Takes A Morning Bath To Wet Her Hair,
Wraps A Towel 'round Her
As She's Heading For The Bedroom Chair,
It's Just Another Day.
Slipping Into Stockings,
Stepping Into Shoes,
Dipping In The Pocket Of Her Raincoat.
It's Just Another Day.

At The Office Where The Papers Grow She Takes A Break,
Drinks Another Coffee
And She Finds It Hard To Stay Awake,

It's Just Another Day. Du Du Du Du Du
It's Just Another Day. Du Du Du Du Du
It's Just Another Day.

So Sad, So Sad,
Sometimes She Feels So Sad.
Alone In Her Apartment She'd Dwell,
Till The Man Of Her Dreams Comes To Break The Spell.

Ah, Stay, Don't Stand Her Up
And He Comes And He Stays
But He Leaves The Next Day,
So Sad.
Sometimes She Feels So Sad.

As She Posts Another Letter To The Sound Of Five,
People Gather 'Round Her
And She Finds It Hard To Stay Alive,

It's Just Another Day. Du Du Du Du Du
It's Just Another Day. Du Du Du Du Du
It's Just Another Day.

So Sad, So Sad,
Sometimes She Feels So Sad.
Alone In Her Apartment She'd Dwell,
Till The Man Of Her Dreams Comes To Break The Spell.

Ah, Stay, Don't Stand Her Up
And He Comes And He Stays
But He Leaves The Next Day,
So Sad.
Sometimes She Feels So Sad.

Every Day She Takes A Morning Bath To Wet Her Hair,
Wraps A Towel 'round Her
As She's Heading For The Bedroom Chair,
It's Just Another Day.
Slipping Into Stockings,
Stepping Into Shoes,
Dipping In The Pocket Of Her Raincoat.

Ah, It's Just Another Day. Du Du Du Du Du
It's Just Another Day. Du Du Du Du Du
It's Just Another Day.

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