Wild Women Don't Get The Blues (Live)

Well, you hear about all these women raising about their funky, funky, funky men
Theyve got some trifling husbands. Lord knows, theyve got a lot of no good friends
All these fretting women sitting around the house all day long, and they are wondering when their loving papas are ever coming home
Wild women never worry. Wiiiiiiild women never never worry
I got a sweet disposition. Gonna wear my very own. I aint never gonna spend one lonely night at home all alone
I can go out and drink all the courvoisier I can find.
Walk the streets and I can tell any man to go to hell if that man doesnt know how to act right
Wild women we dont every worry. Wiiiiiiild women never never get the blues.
Well, you fellas aint ever gonna get nothing if you keep acting like an angel, child
Give it up tonights a real real good night. Yall gotta learn how to get to together well
Cuz Ill tell one more thing (Francine never tells a lie)
Wild women will be the first ones, Lord to learn how to fly
Wild women never worry. Wiiiiild women dont get the blues