Oh, hey this is Ol' JT
You know, I'm not one much for a lot of talking
But, I got something I'd like to say this time
You know, it's a good thing that a man can't look at a woman's face and tell what's on her mind
'cause If he could, a lot of us fellows that think we're so hip
And hung up on those ego trips
We'd slide down off of cloud nine
Lemme tell ya about it, huh

Y'all oughta stop (Stop)
Half-loving these women
And let them find peace of mind
Y'all oughta stop (Stop)
Half-loving these women, oh, Lord
And causing me to have to work so much overtime

A lot of you men, you've got first-class ladies
But you only give them third-class love
And yet you're the first one to act a fool
And, oh, say you don't understand
When she find someone to give you a helping hand

Wait a minute fellas, men do forget
Especially when they're sockin' it to this old girl
Or think they are, and got everything uptight
They forget that loving a woman is like a drivers license
A privilage, not a right
Aw, he get to chasin' every skirt in town
Leavin' her all alone, and got the same thing he's looking for
Right there at home, waiting for him, at home
A woman told me this, lemme tell you what she said
A woman likes to feel that her man loves and need her
And that she's not just there 'cause he clothe and feed her
There ain't no woman in the world, I don't believe
That would ever do no wrong, if she was gettin' everything she need at home

Y'all better get on your job and try to cool 'em out
A lot of men would enjoy that woman you complaining 'bout

Y'all oughta stop (Stop)
Half-loving these women, Lord have mercy
They're getting kind of tired of crying and crying
When with one little flicker from her eye
And, oh, a wiggle from her hips
And there's a thousand guys just waiting for you to slip
Y'all oughta stop
(That's the truth)