You Got That Wrong

Now, mama, you needn't think of the good Lord made you
Call a good day and said
Now, I ain't blue, but you got that round
Yes, you got that round
Now, you need not think when you pass by
All the other women could lay down and die
But you got that round
Mama, you know you got that round

Now, you must want me to buy you a new dress every day
And only take five cents from myself out of my pay
But you got that round
Mama, you know you got that round

Now, you must want me to prove my love is true
You must want me to work in a steel mill for you
But you got that round
Yes, you got that round

Now, you want me to let you flirt with Tom and Sam
While you go 'round tellin' people what a dumb cluck I am
But you got that round
Mama, you know you got that round

Now, you want me to come in through your back door
And for dinner eat up the crumbs all off of your floor
But you got that round
Yes, you got that round

Now, you want me to buy you a fur coat to keep off the blue gray
Whilst I walk around the wintertime in my pee-pee-pees
But you got that round
Baby, you know you got that round