You're Taking up Another Man's Place - Etta James

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 man

Are you trying to send me to?

Now if you’re not gonna take care of business

Then you ought to stop taking up space

'Cause you’re just taking up, that’s all you’re doing

You just taking up another man’s place

Aw baby, you don’t even

You don’t even want me to go to the store

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

What kind of thing you think you gonna put me through?

You keep me wanting

You keep me wanting the one thing you never gave

Well, right here right now

You can stop taking up another man’s space

Baby, I been faithful

And you know I been true

But if you’re not gonna love me, baby

Tell me what do you expect me to do?

You keep me wanting

You keep me wanting the one thing you never gave

Well, right here right now

Right here right now

You can stop taking up another man’s place

If you’re not gonna love me baby

And you know I need somebody to love me

You’re just taking up another man’s place

If you really don’t need me, baby

If you say you just don’t need me

You just, oh, stop taking up another man’s place