Letras
Getting sick and tired of the way you do
Good kind papa's gonna poison you
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed
Wake up one morning find your own self dead
She said, "You shouldn't say that"
I said, "Now what should I say to make you mad this time, baby?"
She said, "Umm, I don't know"
My oh my, oh my
I don't know what my baby's putting down
The woman I love, she's got dimples in her jaws
The clothes she wears is made out of the best of cloth
She can take and wash 'em and hang 'em upside the wall
Throw 'em out the window right, I'll
Catch 'em a little bit before they fall
Sometimes I think she has a happy soul
She said, "You shouldn't say that"
I said, "Now what should I say to make you mad this time, baby?"
She said, "Umm, I don't know"
My oh my, oh my
I don't know what my baby's putting down
My pappy told me, my mama sat down and cried
"See, you're too young a man, son, to have as many women you got"
I looked at my mother dear, I didn't even crack a smile
I said, "If the women kill me, I don't mind dying"
The woman I love, I won the week before last
The woman I love has run out of class
Thought I won you, baby, a long time ago
You don't watch your step, gonna have to let you go
She said, "You shouldn't say that"
I said, "Now what should I say to make you mad this time, baby?"
She said, "Umm, I don't know"
My oh my, oh my
And I don't know what my baby's putting down