Love Me Like A Man (Song of the Week)

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It's time to turn up the heat as Winter makes a comeback, actually finally makes an entrance into these parts: David Morgan's photography and Bonnie Raitt's apropos music will do the trick, so to speak taking us to a warmer clime while making the perfect request.

Love Me Like A Man: Raitt/Smither


The men that I've been seeing, baby
Got their soul up on a shelf
you know they could never love me
When they can't even love themselves



But I need someone to love me
Someone to really understand
Who won't put himself above me
Who’ll just love me like a man

I never seen such losers darlin’
even though I try…
…to find a mind who can take me home
’stead of taking me for a ride




And I need someone to love me
I know you can
Believe me when I tell you
you can love me like a man

Oh they want me to rock them
like my back ain't got no bone
I want a man to rock me
like my… backbone was his own




Baby, I know you can


Believe me when I tell you
You can love me like a man

I Come home sad and lonely
Feel like I wanna cry
I need someone to hold me
Not some fool to ask me why

And I need someone to love me
Darlin’ I know you can

Don't you put yourself above me
You just love me like a man

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Anonymous said…
Now, those are sights which will cause Pookie to raise his head from under the water and march right up onto the beach for a closer look.
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