Besedila: Bette Midler. No Frills. Beast of Burden.

Now write this down

I'll never be your beast of burden
My back is broad but it's hurtin'
All I want is for you to make love to me

I'll never be your beast of burden
I walk for miles, my feet are hurtin'
All I want is for you to make love to me

What's the matter with me?
Ain't I hot enough?
Ain't I rough enough?
Ain't I rich enough?
I'm not too blind to see, ohh, ohh

I'll never be your beast of burden
So let's go home and draw the curtains
Put some music on the radio
C'mon, baby, make some love to me

Oh, what's the matter with me?
Ain't I hot enough?
Ain't I rough enough?
Ain't I rich enough?
I'm not too blind to see, ohh, ohh

My little sister is a pretty, pretty girl
My little sister is a pretty, pretty girl
She loves to ride, she loves to crawl
They love to take her out behind the garden wall

And when they're done they just throw her away
And she don't have an awful lot to say
It hurts her so bad to come to the end
I remember all the times she spent sayin', please

Ain't I hot enough?
Ain't I rough enough?
Ain't I rich enough?
I'm not too blind to see, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh

I'll never be your beast of burden
My back is broad, baby but it's a' hurtin'
And all I want is you to make love to me

What's the matter, what's the matter with me?
Ain't I hot enough?
Ooh, yeah, ain't I rough enough?
Ooh, yeah, ain't I rich enough, rich enough, rich enough
Too blind to see? Too blind, too blind, ohh

I'll never be your beast of burden
I walk for miles, honey, my feet are hurtin'
And all I want is for you to make love to me