I Just Want to Make Love to You

I don't want you cook my bread
 I don't want you make my bed
 I don't want your money too
 I just want to make love to you
 I don't want you be no slave
 I don't want you work all day
 I don't want you to be sad and blue
 I just want to make love to you
 I can tell by the way that you baby talk
 And I can see by the way that you twitch and walk
 I can tell by the way that you treat your man
 But I can love you, baby, it's a crying shame
 I don't want you wash my clothes
 I don't want you keep a home
 I don't want you to be true
 I just want to make love to you
 I don't want you be no slave
 I don't want you work all day
 I don't want you to be true
 I just want to make love to you
 I don't want you keep a home
 I don't want you wash my clothes
 I don't want you to be true
 I just want to make love