Hey girl, hey, ah
Why you always putting your husband down?
In front of everybody when other men are around
If you don't want him, look-a-here
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
You don't seem to like him
And ya don't respect him
And it don't sound pretty
You just sound real silly
Talking down his willy
I'm coming to you plain and simple
I ain't no man-stealer
Ain't no skanky guttersnipe
I am talking to a bad wife
And I'm asking you
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
You don't seem to like him
And ya don't respect him
And it don't sound pretty
You just sound real silly
Talking down his willy
'm a single woman, whole lotta loving to give
If you want him out, you can send him over here
In peace and love he can live
I'll help him pack his things
You can keep that wedding ring
Take him out of yo' hair
Give him proper love and care
Take him off yo' hands
You can rope in another man
I will foster him up and I'll take his last name
Gone divorce him up and then I can lay down my claim
Now look-a-here sister girl, woman to woman, or whatever you calling yo'self
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
You don't seem to like him
And ya don't respect him
And it don't sound pretty
You just sound real silly
Talking down his willy
You know what they say?
One woman's trash is another woman's treasure
I'm looking for pleasure
But willy ain't the measure
Will he treat me special, protect me from all harm
Treat me like a lady, piling on the charm
Cracking silly jokes, drinking whiskey with me
A game of cards, maybe two or three
Looking oh so awesome, styling in that Stetson hat
Massaging me up, up and down my back
And oh yeah, I'm looking for that
So can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
You don't seem to like him
And ya don't respect him
And it don't sound pretty
You just sound real silly
Talking down his willy
Oh-oohh, Now I'm asking you nicely
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
So girl, this is the last time I'm gonna ask you
Can I have yo' husband, please?
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Hey girl, hey, ah
Why you always putting your husband down?
In front of everybody when other men are around
If you don't want him, look-a-here
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
You don't seem to like him
And ya don't respect him
And it don't sound pretty
You just sound real silly
Talking down his willy
I'm coming to you plain and simple
I ain't no man-stealer
Ain't no skanky guttersnipe
I am talking to a bad wife
And I'm asking you
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
You don't seem to like him
And ya don't respect him
And it don't sound pretty
You just sound real silly
Talking down his willy
'm a single woman, whole lotta loving to give
If you want him out, you can send him over here
In peace and love he can live
I'll help him pack his things
You can keep that wedding ring
Take him out of yo' hair
Give him proper love and care
Take him off yo' hands
You can rope in another man
I will foster him up and I'll take his last name
Gone divorce him up and then I can lay down my claim
Now look-a-here sister girl, woman to woman, or whatever you calling yo'self
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
You don't seem to like him
And ya don't respect him
And it don't sound pretty
You just sound real silly
Talking down his willy
You know what they say?
One woman's trash is another woman's treasure
I'm looking for pleasure
But willy ain't the measure
Will he treat me special, protect me from all harm
Treat me like a lady, piling on the charm
Cracking silly jokes, drinking whiskey with me
A game of cards, maybe two or three
Looking oh so awesome, styling in that Stetson hat
Massaging me up, up and down my back
And oh yeah, I'm looking for that
So can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
You don't seem to like him
And ya don't respect him
And it don't sound pretty
You just sound real silly
Talking down his willy
Oh-oohh, Now I'm asking you nicely
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
So girl, this is the last time I'm gonna ask you
Can I have yo' husband, please?
Why you always putting your husband down?
In front of everybody when other men are around
If you don't want him, look-a-here
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
You don't seem to like him
And ya don't respect him
And it don't sound pretty
You just sound real silly
Talking down his willy
I'm coming to you plain and simple
I ain't no man-stealer
Ain't no skanky guttersnipe
I am talking to a bad wife
And I'm asking you
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
You don't seem to like him
And ya don't respect him
And it don't sound pretty
You just sound real silly
Talking down his willy
'm a single woman, whole lotta loving to give
If you want him out, you can send him over here
In peace and love he can live
I'll help him pack his things
You can keep that wedding ring
Take him out of yo' hair
Give him proper love and care
Take him off yo' hands
You can rope in another man
I will foster him up and I'll take his last name
Gone divorce him up and then I can lay down my claim
Now look-a-here sister girl, woman to woman, or whatever you calling yo'self
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
You don't seem to like him
And ya don't respect him
And it don't sound pretty
You just sound real silly
Talking down his willy
You know what they say?
One woman's trash is another woman's treasure
I'm looking for pleasure
But willy ain't the measure
Will he treat me special, protect me from all harm
Treat me like a lady, piling on the charm
Cracking silly jokes, drinking whiskey with me
A game of cards, maybe two or three
Looking oh so awesome, styling in that Stetson hat
Massaging me up, up and down my back
And oh yeah, I'm looking for that
So can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
You don't seem to like him
And ya don't respect him
And it don't sound pretty
You just sound real silly
Talking down his willy
Oh-oohh, Now I'm asking you nicely
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
Can I have your husband?
So girl, this is the last time I'm gonna ask you
Can I have yo' husband, please?
Writer: Temperance Lancecouncil
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Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave