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Girls Were Made to Take Care of Boys
Ralph blane

Girls were made to take care of boys
To be kind and dutiful
Hmmm...
Girls were made to take care of boys
Made to share their sorrows
Made to share their joys
Made to help and guide them
With ever a patient hand

Made to give affection
In the right direction
(always understand)

Now boys may think they take care of girls
Just because they pass on their fashions and their curls
But I’ve always found
It’s just the other way around
(other way around)

If you need the girl
And declare you do
(tell her that you need her)
She’ll be there
To take care of you
(she’ll be there)
(now boys may think they take care of girls
Just because they’re clever with their fashions and their curls)
But I’ve always found
It’s just the other way around
 
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Baby Get Lost
Baby, I Don’t Cry Over You
Big Stuff
Crazy He Calls Me
Deep Song
Do Your Duty
Don’t Explain
Easy Living
Gimmie a Pigfoot
God Bless The Child
Good Morning Heartache
Guilty
I’ll Look Around
Keeps on Rainin’
Lover Man
My Man
My Sweet Hunk O’trash
No Good Man
No More
Now or Never
Please Tell Me Now
Porgy
Solitude
Somebody’s on My Mind
That Ole Devil Called Love
The Blues Are Brewin’
Them There Eyes
There is No Greater Love
This is Heaven to Me
Weep No More
What is This Thing Called Love?
You Better Go Now
You Can’t Lose a Broken Heart
You’re My Thrill