Well, your woman's actin' funny When you start to gettin' old This is a story Never been told Too late, old man Yo' debts have been paid Yes, your race is done ruined Man, you can't make the grade She works like an ox Come home tired as a mule When you get sixty years old Befo' you know you's a fool Too late, old man Yo' debts have been paid Yes, your race is done ruined Man, you can't make the grade At midnight she shake you She knows that's a joke She know it will be early in the mo'nin Befo' she get you woke Too late, old man Yo' debts have been paid Yes, your race is done ruined Man, you can't make the grade 'Alrighty now, I'm up, play one' (Instrumental & sax) 'Yes, yas' On Monday, you feel like playin' She says she don't like yo' game Tuesday, come It's about the same Wednesday, she 'cussed you of Some other chick Thursday, when you touch her She says she's sick Friday, come She kiss you on yo' cheek She know you should have enough money To last her all the week Too late, old man Yo' debts have been paid Yes, your race is done ruined Man, you can't make the grade. ~