The Rap Songtext
von Millie Jackson

(Hmm)
You see, the terrible thing about being in love with a married man
Is the fact that you can′t see him when you really want to
And that can get to you, sometimes

Late in the midnight hour
When you really feel like you need a little loving
The man ain't nowhere around
And that can get to you, sometimes

Early in the morning
When you really feel like you need someone to hold onto
The man ain′t nowhere around
And that can really get to you, sometimes

But what gets to you most of all
Is when the holidays roll around
You gotta always be by yourself
'Cause that's the time when the families get together
All the in-laws come to visit


So he has to stay home and play the part of the good and faithful husband
But I ain′t worried about it
′Cause I found out that when a man starts tipping away from home
Somebody at home has fallen down on the home front

That's because when these women marry these men
They have a tendency to take advantage of ′em
They forget about all the sweet things they say to get 'em
That they have to keep on saying them to keep ′em

'Cause you got a whole lot of women out there these days, just like me
Who will tell a man anything in the world he feel like he might wanna hear
I know
′Cause I'm going with a married man

And last New Year's Eve, I was lonesome as a micky-ficky
But J1, the man came on in like he was supposed to
And I didn′t mind waiting that one day
′Cause anything worth having is worth waiting on

So when the man came in, J1
I was right there waiting on him to tell him
All them sweet things I know his wife haven't told him over the holidays
And you can think of a whole lot of good stuff to tell a nigga when you′re by yourself


So the minute my man came in the door, J1
I started laying it on him
I said, "Ooh, baby, ooh, baby"
"Ooh, baby, my baby"

You're the sweetest thing I know, yes, you are
You dim the rainbow′s glow, yes, you do, baby
There ain't no power, no power, no power on this Earth
To ever, oh, oh, Lord, separate us, baby

′Cause you are my sunshine
My only little sunshine
You are my sunshine
My sunshine

And I love you, baby
I can't help but love you, baby
I love you, baby
I couldn't give up if I wanted to

You know, I don′t wanna leave you with a one-sided conception over this thing
Anyone out there in my shoes this evening? I want you to know what I′m talking about
I want you to know there's two sides to this thing
There′s a good side to being in love with a married man and I like it

'Cause, you see, when you′re going with a married man
He can come over two or three times a week and give you a little bit
That means you're two up on the wife already
′Cause once you marry one, you don't get it but once a week

'Nother sweet thing is
On payday, he can come over and give you a little bread and I like that
But the sweetest thing about the whole situation is
The fact that when you go to the Laundromat
You don′t have to wash nobody′s funky drawers but your own
And I like it like that

I wanna keep my situation just the way it is
And to make sure it stays like that
When my man come over here two or three times a week to give me my piece
I set the clock so he can get up and go home on time, don't want him to be late
Sometimes, it be kind of hard for me to do
But I force myself anyway, I tell him

"Listen to the clock on the wall," hey, hey
"Listen to the clock on the wall right now, baby"
Tick on, clock
"Listen to the clock on the wall," hey, hey
"Oh, forget about the clock on the wall"