Well, two lines or couplets come to mind, I don't know which one is better:

I gave sugar for sugar, now you get salt for salt. /
If you can't get along with me, it's your own damn fault.

(from "James Alley Blues," by Rabbit Brown)

OR

I got a good woman, but my man don't want her 'round.

(from a non-existent song Pete Kraemer suggested that I try writing)


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