You're Taking up Another Man's Place - Aretha Franklin

You don’t want me

And you don’t want nobody else to want me

What kind of man, what kind of man are you?

You don’t need me

And you don’t want nobody else to need me

What kind of thing are you trying to send me through?

Now if you’re not gonna take care of business

Then you ought to stop taking up space

Because you’re just taking up, that’s all you’re doing

You’re just taking up another man’s place

Oh, baby, you don’t even, you don’t even

Want me to go to the store alone

What kind of man, what manner of man are you?

You run over me

You run right over me trying to answer the telephone

Tell me what kind of thing

What kind of thing do you think you’re going to put me through?

You keep me wanting

You keep me wanting the one thing you never gave

Well, right here now, you can stop taking up another man’s space

Baby, I’ve been faithful

And you know I’ve been true

But if you’re not gonna love me

Tell me what do you expect me to do

Oh, if you’re not gonna love me, baby

And you know I need, I need, I need somebody to love me

Then you just ought to stop taking up another man’s space

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, baby

If you’re gonna leave me

If you know you’re really gonna leave me, baby

Don’t you know that you ought to

You just ought to stop taking up another man’s place

You know I need somebody right now