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Shake it Baby
Shake it Baby Shake it Baby Show me Show me C'mon Gal Shake it right now W-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-H Yeah! Shake it Baby Shake it Baby Shake that thing Me an' you Me an' you Nobody else would do Nobody else but you Shake it Baby Shake it Baby Shake it Baby One time One time for me Now rock! Ha-ha-ha Shake that thing, Baby One time for your Daddy I love ya You're cookin' when you jive Honey, you're workin' You've got the pots on And the gas workin' high One time for me One time for me One time for me Shake Baby Shake it Baby Shake it Baby Shake it Baby Shake that thing Shake that thing Shake that thing Shake that thing One time, Baby One time One time One time One time One more time One more An' one more An' one more One more time One more time One more time One more time One more time One more time Just one more time And, uh, one more time Once again One time And one more time And one more time And one more time One more time, Baby Shake it Baby One more time For me For me For me For me For me For me |
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| 5:38 |
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I ain't nothin' but a country boy
Driftin' from town to town I ain't nothin' but a country boy Driftin' from town to town Got no place, ooh yeah To call my home Sometime in travellin' I travel when nights are blue Sometime my night My night so dark and blue But I keep on travellin' No place to lay my worried head I'm just a country boy Driftin' from town to town Driftin' from town to town I ain't got no place To lay my worried head, baby Sometime I lay down on the highway I cry to take my rest I hear a freight train howlin' I drown my head and run I'm just a country boy Driftin' from town to town, have mercy Now one night I was travellin' I saw a light in the winter I was so cold at night And my clothes were soakin' wet I walked on to the door I knocked on the door A little girl come to the door She said, "Mister, what do you want" I said, "It's cold outside, baby" She looked at me and said "Come on in, I wanna talk to you" I got a brother who left home He was twelve years old Just like the prodigal son I know you'd find him |
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| 2:26 | 
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| 4:19 |
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| 3:13 |
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Sugar mama, sugar mama, sugar mama please come back to me
Sugar mama, sugar mama, sugar mama please come back to me Bring me my granulated sugar1, sugar mama, and try to ease my misery You've got this new grade of sugar, sugar mama, an you done made me love it too You've got this new grade of sugar, sugar mama, an you done made me love it too You've got this granulated sugar, sugar mama, ain't nobody else got, but you They been braggin' 'bout your sugar, sugar mama, been braggin' all over town They been braggin' 'bout your sugar, sugar mama, braggin' all over town Now, the bootleggers2 want you to sell 'em enough to make whiskey, but you won't sell 'em about four or five pounds I like my coffee sweet in the mornin', you know, an I'm crazy 'bout my tea at night I like my coffee sweet in the mornin', you know, an I'm crazy 'bout my tea at night Don't get my sugar three times a day, oh, Lord, then I don't feel right |
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| 5:07 |
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(John Lee Hooker)
People I had a woman, she was nice and kind to me in ev'ry way People I had a woman, she was nice and kind to me in ev'ry way But Lord, she died and she left me, I sang the blues on ev'ry Decoration Day1 Lord, I hate to see, I hate to see my baby go People I hate to see my baby leave that mornin', And my Lord takin' my baby 'way She said, "Johnny Lee, don't you worry, Bring flowers on every Decoration Day" I was 'round my baby's bedside, when my Lord takin' my baby, 'way Lord, I was 'round my baby's bedside, when my Lord takin' my baby, 'way It hurt me so bad, so bad, until I, just broke right down and cried Hmm, hmm She says, "Fare you well, I see you on every Decoration Day", I tol' them I told my baby, I told my baby, "I bring flowers on every Decoration Day" I bring you some flowers, babe, just to decorate your grave People, y'all havin' a good time now, just like the flowers that comes in May Y'all havin' a good time now, just like the flower that come in May I think about Lou Della, Lou Della, Lou Della on every Decoration Day Lou Della, Lou Della, Lou Della stays on my mind Lou Della, Lou Della, people, boy Lou Della stays on my mind Lord, she died and she left me on one Decoration Day Lord, Lou Della's gone and Lou Della's worryin' me |
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| 2:24 |
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| 5:08 |
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It serves you right to suffer
It serves you right to be alone It serves you right to suffer It serves you right to be alone Because you're still livin the day done packed and gone Everytime you see a woman She makes you think of yours Everytime you see a woman She makes you think of yours And that's why, thats why, thats why You can't keep from crying Your doctor put you on Milk, cream, and alcohol Your doctor put you on Milk, cream, and alcohol He told you that's why you can't sleep at night You're nerve is so bad, yeah Every time you see a woman She make you think of yours Every time you see a woman She make you think of yours She treated you so bad You just couldn't keep from crying Your life will never be the same You're still living in a day done packed and gone And memories You cant live on In that way In the past Them days is gone |
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