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Woman gets her way most every time. Man holds his head up high Builds his castles to the sky One kiss can bring him down Make his foolish head go spinning around. Woman, woman, gets her way Molding man like a piece of clay Even makes him like it fine Woman gets her way most every time. Man makes the wheels go 'round Cuts the cane and tills the ground Then he gets his weekly pay Woman spends it all in just one day.

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