I Was Married - Billy Paul

I was married

But, it just didn’t work out right

I was married

Let me tell you 'bout my life

You know, six years is such a long time

To call somebody «Mine»

Hey, payback, I’m not indiscrete

And every guy or gal that I meet

They ask me the same question

And I tell them everytime

That I was married

People, I guess I’m happy 'cause I’m free

I was married

I don’t bother her and she don’t bother me

Sometimes I wanna, wanna go back

And pick up where we left off at

But I stop dead in my tracks, because

You have your thoughts too

I did all I could do

And it would only be the same thing

All over again

And I tell them everytime

That I was married

But, it just didn’t work, it didn’t work

It didn’t work out right

I was married

Please listen to my life

And people keep asking me

The same old thing

And I tell that I, I, I, I, I

Oh, I can testify, I did it twice

I was married

But it just didn’t work, didn’t work out right

I was married

Please listen to my life

And people keep asking me

The same old thing and I tell them that

I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I did it twice

I was married but it just didn’t work

Just didn’t work, it just didn’t work

I was married

It didn’t work, it did not work

It did not work, but I was married

It didn’t work, it didn’t work

People keep asking me because it didn’t work

I was married

It did not work

Some of you been married, a lot of you been married

But I was married

A lot of you can talk about it, I can talk about it

I can testify, testify

It didn’t work, it didn’t work, it didn’t work

I was married

It did not work, it did not work, did not work

But Billy Paul was married

Can testify, testify, to be true, to be true

Billy Paul was married

People keep asking me

It didn’t work

Don’t ask me

It didn’t work

Don’t ask me

It did not ask

Don’t ask me

Tried to pick up where we left off at

It would only be the same thing all over again

Let me tell you 'bout my life, I’ll tell you about my life

I was married

I didn’t wanna call somebody «Mine», call somebody «Mine»

I guess I was married

Because I’m free, free

I don’t bother her, she don’t bother me

Both of us are free, free