Fort Lauderdale, Florida - September 30, 2009 (1:49am)
I don’t want you make my bed. I don’t want you cook my bread. I don’t want you ’cause I’m sad and blue, baby. I just wanna make love to you, love to you, love to you, love to you. I don’t want you wash my clothes. I don’t want you to keep me home. I don’t want you for your money, too, baby.I just want to make love to you, love to you, love to you, love to you, oh. I can tell by the way that you switch and walk and I can tell by the way that you baby talk. I can tell by the way you treat your good woman. That I could love you, baby, till cryin’ shame, hey! I don’t want you be no slave. I don’t want you work all day. I don’t want it baby to be true love. I just wanna make love to you, love to you, love to you, love to you. All right! [Guitar solo]. I can tell by the way that you switch and walk. I can tell by the way that you baby talk. I can tell by the way you treat your good woman. I could love you, baby, till cryin’ shame, hey! I don’t want you be no slave. I don’t want you work all day. I don’t want it baby to be true love. I just wanna make love to you, love to you, love to you, love to you, love to you. I just want to fall in love, baby.Here I am with Claudia at Fishtales Bar & Grill. It was another fun and memorable night for me!
(Photo by Greg, Nikon D50)
