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Song title |
Rickett’s Stars |
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Artist |
Aggravatin’ Papa |
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Album |
I know a drivin' man,
They call him Drivin' Sam;
He lives in Birmingham,
Way down in Alabam.
The other night he had a fight
With a gal named Mandy Brim,
And she plainly stated, she was aggravated,
And she shouted out to him:
Aggravatin' Papa, don't you try to two-time me!
I said, don't two-time me!
Aggravatin' papa, treat me kind or let me be;
I said, just let me be;
Listen while I get you told,
Stop messin' round, sweet jellyroll,
And if you step out with that high brown baby,
I'll put you down, and I don't mean maybe!
Aggravatin' Papa, I'll do anything you'll say,
Yes, anything you'll say,
But when you're struttin', please strut around my way,
I said my way, so papa!
Just treat me pretty, be nice and sweet,
'Cause I possess a forty-four that don't repeat;
Aggravatin' Papa, don't you try to two-time me!
Aggravatin' Papa, I'll do anything you'll say,
Yes, anything you'll say,
But when you're struttin', please strut around my way,
I say, so papa!
I got a razor, hear what I say,
I'll cut you any time you come around my way, [?]
Aggravatin' Papa, don't you two-time me! |
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