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Where's A Good Man?
She says a good man is hard to find.
They need a white cane, love is blind.
She needs honesty, loyalty, and consistency.
Not a man that plays games repeatedly.
She's sick and tired of being sick and tired.
They put in half the work they need to be fired.
Her heart has been broken into pieces.
Because men have treated her like feces.
They don't wanna touch her mind, body, and soul.
She feels incomplete; she doesn't feel whole.
She's waiting on God to send her a good man.
Too many put her heart in the trash can.
She's from the rib taken out of that man.
The one that will be her number one fan.
The one that will give her everything.
A man that will get on one knee with a ring.
They need a white cane, love is blind.
She needs honesty, loyalty, and consistency.
Not a man that plays games repeatedly.
She's sick and tired of being sick and tired.
They put in half the work they need to be fired.
Her heart has been broken into pieces.
Because men have treated her like feces.
They don't wanna touch her mind, body, and soul.
She feels incomplete; she doesn't feel whole.
She's waiting on God to send her a good man.
Too many put her heart in the trash can.
She's from the rib taken out of that man.
The one that will be her number one fan.
The one that will give her everything.
A man that will get on one knee with a ring.
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