You Can't Make The Grade Lyrics

Well, your woman's actin' funny

When you start to gettin' old

This is a story

Never been told

Too late, old man

Yo' debts have been paid

Yes, your race is done ruined

Man, you can't make the grade

She works like an ox

Come home tired as a mule

When you get sixty years old

Befo' you know you's a fool

Too late, old man

Yo' debts have been paid

Yes, your race is done ruined

Man, you can't make the grade

At midnight she shake you

She knows that's a joke

She know it will be early in the mo'nin

Befo' she get you woke

Too late, old man

Yo' debts have been paid

Yes, your race is done ruined

Man, you can't make the grade

'Alrighty now, I'm up, play one'

(instrumental & sax)

'Yes, yas'

On Monday, you feel like playin'

She says she don't like yo' game

Tuesday, come

It's about the same

Wednesday, she 'cussed you of

Some other chick

Thursday, when you touch her

She says she's sick

Friday, come

She kiss you on yo' cheek

She know you should have enough money

To last her all the week

Too late, old man

Yo' debts have been paid

Yes, your race is done ruined

Man, you can't make the grade.

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