Please come home to your daddy, and explain yourself to me Because I and you are man and wife, tryin' to start a family I'm beggin' you baby, cut out that off the wall jive If you can't treat me no better, it gotta be your funeral and my trial When I and you first got together, 't was on one Friday night We spent two lovely hours together, and the world knows alright I'm just beggin' you baby, please cut out that off the wall jive You know you gotta treat me better, if you don't it gotta be your funeral and my trial Alright The good Lord made the world and everything was in it The way my baby love is some solid sentiment She can love to heal the sick and she can love to raise the dead You think I'm jokin' but you better believe what I say I'm beggin' you baby, cut out that off the wall jive Yeah, you gotta treat me better, or it gotta be your funeral and my trial
It's just one thing baby I'm asking you to do It's just one little thing baby I'm asking you to do Please give me back your key to your door I called the little girl about a quarter after nine I called the little girl one morning about a quarter after nine The landlady say I'm sorry, she's not in at the present time I called my baby back about fifteen after four I called my baby back fifteen after four I said darling, would you please give me back the key to your door
It's just one thing baby I'm asking you to do It's just one little thing baby I'm asking you to do Please give me back your key to your door I called the little girl about a quarter after nine I called the little girl one morning about a quarter after nine The landlady say I'm sorry, she's not in at the present time I called my baby back about fifteen after four I called my baby back fifteen after four I said darling, would you please give me back the key to your door
There was an animal called a goat, he butted his way out of the Supreme Court Said, "Let him go" Yeah, said, "Let him go, because he butt so hard till you can't use him in our court no more" Judge give him five hours to get out of town, he got five miles down the road and committed another crime That's when the high sheriff happened to be coming along, and caught the billy goat eating up an old farmer's corn High sheriff taken the billy goat to the county jail, but the desk sergeant cant said that "I'll go his bail, let him go" A medicine doctor bought the billy goat, had a great big stage show The billy goat got mad and butt him right down in the lonesome floor So let him go, please, please, let him go, because he butt so hard till I can't use him in our court no more Ooh
> 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 bootleggers 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
> 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 bootleggers 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
> 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 bootleggers 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
> 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 bootleggers 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