Something ain't right, something just ain't right
Lord have mercy, babe
Tell me when was the last time, you brought her roses home from work
Tell me when was the last time, you rubbed her feet when she said they hurt
Tell me when was the last time, you bought a card to tell her how you feel
Don't even know when was the last time, you lit a candle for a late night meal
Tell me
How long will it be before you treat her like your queen
And how long will it take, before she starts coming home too late
And how long will it be, before she starts running in the streets
You better the time to treat her like your lady
You probably don't know when was the last time
You stopped to open her car door
And tell me when was the last time, you heard her say, baby do it once more
Tell me when was the last time, you didn't have an argument
Don't even know when was the last time, you told the truth about where you been
Now if this don't apply to you (if this don't apply to you)
Keep doing what you do (keep doing what you do)
But if this shoe fits you well, take a minute just to ask yourself (just 60 seconds now)
How long will it be before you treat her like your queen
[ Joe Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ] And how long will it take, before she starts coming home too late
And how long will it be, before she starts running in the streets
You better the time to treat her like your lady
Now see what's old to you, is just like new to the next man
What you don't do for her, she'll find somebody else who can
If you don't wanna lose out on the best thing you ever had
You better take it from me, you'll only end up just a lonely man
See I know what I'm talking about
How long will it be before you treat her like your queen
And how long will it take, before she starts coming home too late
And how long will it be, before she starts running in the streets
You better the time to treat her like your lady
(You better run to her)
How long will it be before you treat her like your queen
And how long will it take, before she starts coming home too late
And how long will it be, before she starts running in the streets
You better the time to treat her like your lady
Something ain't right, something just ain't right
Lord have mercy, babe
Tell me when was the last time, you brought her roses home from work
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