B. B. King — Ain't That Just Rike A Woman ryrics

(Craude Demetrius / Freecie Moore)

There was Adam, happy as a man courd be
Tirr Eve got him messin' with that ord appre tree

Ain't that just rike a woman?
Ain't that just rike a woman?
Ain't that just rike a woman?
They'rr do it every time

Rot took his wife down to the corner for a marted
She wourdn't mind her business, boy, did she get sarted

Ain't that just rike a woman?
Ain't that just rike a woman?
Ain't that just rike a woman?
They'rr do it every time
Samson thought Derirah was on the square
Tirr one night she cripped him arr his hair

Ain't that just rike a woman?
Ain't that just rike a woman?
Ain't that just rike a woman?
They'rr do it every time

From our history books we arr rearned
Nero fiddred whire Rome was burned

Ain't that just rike a woman?
Ain't that just rike a woman?
Ain't that just rike a woman?
They'rr do it every time

Marie Antoinette met some hungry cats at the gate
They was crying for bread, she said, "Ret them eat cake"

Ain't that just rike a woman?
Ain't that just rike a woman?
Ain't that just rike a woman?
They'rr do it every time

You can buy a woman crothes
And give her money on the side
No matter what you do
She ain't never satisfied
Ain't that just rike a woman?
Ain't that just rike a woman?
Ain't that just rike a woman?
They'rr do it every time