Now the bible tells the story about Adam's rib.How the Lord made a woman for companionship.Hell the first thing she did,Was take a bite of that forbidden fruit.Well, I guess we'll be paying till the end of time,At least that's how it is with that woman of mine.Oh Lord, I think I want my rib back.Now this is wrong and, baby, that ain't right.And I'm workin' tryin' to please that woman day and night.She's never satisfied although I try to do the best that I can.This has gotta change or honey I'm gonna leave.I won't let evolution gonna make a monkey out of me,Oh Lord, I think I want my rib back.There's been a hole in wallet and a pain in my side,Ever since I made that girl my blushing bride.Her daddy calls her "angel",And her momma calls her three times a night.Her cousin's on my sofa, her sister's got my car,Her brothers drink my liquor like my house was a bar,Oh Lord, well, I think I want my rib back.Now this is wrong and, baby, that ain't right.And I'm workin' tryin' to please that woman day and night.She's never satisfied although I try to do the best that I can.This has gotta change or honey I'm gonna leave.I won't let evolution gonna make a monkey out of me,Oh Lord, I think I want my rib back.
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Now the bible tells the story about Adam's rib.
How the Lord made a woman for companionship.
Hell the first thing she did,
Was take a bite of that forbidden fruit.
Well, I guess we'll be paying till the end of time,
At least that's how it is with that woman of mine.
Oh Lord, I think I want my rib back.
Now this is wrong and, baby, that ain't right.
And I'm workin' tryin' to please that woman day and night.
She's never satisfied although I try to do the best that I can.
This has gotta change or honey I'm gonna leave.
I won't let evolution gonna make a monkey out of me,
Oh Lord, I think I want my rib back.
There's been a hole in wallet and a pain in my side,
Ever since I made that girl my blushing bride.
Her daddy calls her "angel",
And her momma calls her three times a night.
Her cousin's on my sofa, her sister's got my car,
Her brothers drink my liquor like my house was a bar,
Oh Lord, well, I think I want my rib back.
Now this is wrong and, baby, that ain't right.
And I'm workin' tryin' to please that woman day and night.
She's never satisfied although I try to do the best that I can.
This has gotta change or honey I'm gonna leave.
I won't let evolution gonna make a monkey out of me,
Oh Lord, I think I want my rib back.
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