Struttin' My Stuff

Every time the police see me coming
He walks direct for me
Say I'm drunk and this all that
And right as I can be
'Cause I'm struttin' myself
I'm struttin' myself
I'm struttin' myself
Struttin' it in the room

Now some pay for dollar
Some pay for dime
If they see me struttin' stuff of mine
I'm struttin' myself
I'm struttin' myself
I'm struttin' myself
Struttin' it in the room

Now look here women
I don't mean no harm
If you want your man
You better keep him at home
Oh, I'm struttin' myself
Yes, I'm struttin' myself
I'm struttin' myself
Struttin' it in the room

I'm a big fat woman
With the meat shaking all my bones
Every time I shimmy, skinny woman lose all hopes
'Cause I'm struttin' myself
Yes, I'm struttin' myself
I'm struttin' myself
Struttin' it in the room

I'm gon' tell all you women
How I lost my first man
He left in a week
I couldn't understand
I couldn't strut myself
I couldn't strut myself
But now I'm struttin' myself
I'm struttin' it in the room

I'm five feet seven
Six feet laying down
I'm big as a bell
But I'm round, round, round from struttin' myself
I'm struttin' myself
Yes, I'm struttin' myself
Struttin' it in the room



Credits
Writer(s): Lucille Bogan
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