Sweet Rough Man

I woke up this mornin', my head was sore as a boil I woke up this mornin', my head was sore as a boil My man beat me last night with five feet of copper coil He keeps my lips split, my eyes as black as jet He keeps my lips split, my eyes as black as jet But the way he love me, makes me soon forget Every night for five years, I've got a beatin' from my man Every night for five years, I've got a beatin' from my man People says I'm crazy, I'll explain and you'll understand My man, my man, Lord, everybody knows he's mean My man, my man, Lord, everybody knows he's mean But when he starts to lovin', I wring and twist and scream Lord, it ain't no maybe 'bout my man bein' rough Lord, it ain't no maybe 'bout my man bein' rough But when it comes to lovin', he sure can strut his stuff