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Woke up this morning feeling bad |
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Thinking 'bout the times I once have had |
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You went out, stayed all night |
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Do you think that's treating me right? |
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'Cause you should not do it, you dog |
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Shouldn't do it, you dog, shouldn't do it, you dog |
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I'm telling these lovers |
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How to be strutting that thing night and day |
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Had your mama doodling around for 'em a while |
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Shook a dozen ribs down this aisle |
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Deacon Jones gave 'em to pray |
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Too much religion is what have had |
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Go to heaven, gotta stop this stuff |
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'Cause you been strutting that thing |
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Night and day, night and day |
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I mean, there's Jenny Lou |
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Out there strutting that thing night and day |
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Getting sick and tired the way you do |
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Kind mama, going to poison you |
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Sprinkle goofer dust round your bed |
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Wake some morning, find your own self dead |
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'Cause you should not do it, you dog |
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Shouldn't do it, you dog, shouldn't do it, you dog |
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I'm telling these lovers |
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How to be strutting that thing night and day |
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Yeah, beat it out |
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Oh boy |
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There's a lady by the name Miss Lou |
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Shook her thing till she caught the 'flu |
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Satisfied, she jumped in bed |
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She spoke and spoke like this |
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Shake your shoulder, can't shake your feet, |
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Shake nothing, mama, but your wicked knees |
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'Cause you should not do it, you dog |
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Shouldn't do it, you dog, shouldn't do it, you dog |
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I'm telling these lovers |
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How to be strutting that thing night and day |
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Oh, beat it out |
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Take and shake it, Lord, You hang it on the wall |
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Out the window, catch it 'fore it fall |
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Stop awhile shimmy if it's all night long |
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Times I think you got your habits on |
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'Cause you should not do it, you dog |
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Shouldn't do it, you dog, shouldn't do it, you, oh |
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I'm telling these lovers |
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How to be strutting that thing night and day |
