(If she don't, if she don't, if she don't)
(If she don't want your lovin')
(Give it to me, give it to me)
(Give it to me, give it right to me)
(If she don't, if she don't, if she don't)
(If she don't want your lovin')
Move over, get out the way, get lost
(Give it to me, give it to me)
Gimme some room
(Give it to me, give it right to me)

You see, it's true that a fool and his wealth
Do seldom come apart
And the cost is much the same
When it's a broken heart
But she don't you seem to realize
That of her is all you think
She's always there playin' the field
That she forgot about the love you gave
And, darlin', all I'm tryin' to say
Is that when you run out of patience with her
I'll be waiting just outside of your work
To be the lover and with you be (?)

If she don't want your lovin'
Give it to me and I'll take it
Let me take you off her hands (let me take you off her hands)
And show you what you can do with a real woman
(If she don't want it) your lovin'
(Give it to me) 'cause I'll take it
Let me take you off her hands (let me take you off her hands)
And show you what you can do (show you what to do)
With a real woman, baby

Comes a time when everyone must draw the line
And that time is overdue for you
You gave it all that you had to give
But it's clear that she loves someone else and not you
No sense in continuing to rub salt in the wound
If she can't see your love for her
She don't deserve it anyhow
And, baby, all I'm trying to say
Is I wish you'd give my love a try
And when you do you're gonna find
Just like you, that it's one of a kind

If she don't want your lovin'
Give it to me, I said I'll take it
Let me take you off her hands (let me take you off her hands)
And show you what you can do with a real woman (a real woman)
Come here, boy, let me show you what you can do with a real woman
Oh yeah, give it to me, I'll take it
Let me take you off her hands (let me take you off her hands)
And show you what you can do (show you what to do)
With a real woman (with a real woman, baby)

Sweet thing
I mean, really now, really
Why don't you back up off that girl
And give her some room?
'Cause I'm the real deal, baby
And you are, too
Don't you know that? Yeah

(She don't want it, she don't want it)
(If the girl don't want it)
And she don't want it
(I can show ya) I can show ya
(Let me show ya) let me show ya, baby
(Gladly take you) off her hands
(Show you what to do with a real woman)
(She don't want it, she don't want it)
(If the girl don't want it)
No
(I can show ya) I can show ya
(Let me show ya) here, let me, let me, let me
(Gladly take you off her hands)
(Show you what to do with a real woman, baby)
(She don't want it, she don't want it)
(If the girl don't want it)
Ooh, baby
(I can show ya) I can show ya
(Let me show ya) ooh ooh ooh
(Gladly take you off her hands)
Show you what to do (show you what to do) yeah
(With a real woman, baby)
(She don't want it, she don't want it)
(If the girl don't want it)
(I can show ya) I can show ya
(Let me show ya) ooh, let me show you, sugar
(Gladly take you off her hands)
Take you off the girl's hands
(Show you what to do with a real woman, baby)
(She don't want it, she don't want it)
(If the girl don't want it)
And she don't want it
(I can show ya)
(Let me show ya) here, let me, let me, let me
(Gladly take you)
And if she don't like that
Tell her come see Sugar Ray Aretha

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Sam Dees