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Now, you heard the rest
Ah, boys, I'm gonna show you the best Ma Rainey's gonna show you her black bottom Way down south in Alabamy I got a friend, they call dancin' Sammy Who's crazy about all the latest dances Black bottom stomps and the Jew baby prances The other night at a swell affair Soon as the boys found out that I was there They said, "Come on, Ma let's go to the cabaret" Where that band you ought to hear me say" I want to see that dance you call the black bottom I wanna learn that dance Don't you see the dance you call your big black bottom That'll put you in a trance All the boys in the neighborhood They say your black bottom is really good Come on and show me your black bottom I want to learn that dance I want to see the dance you call the black bottom I want to learn that dance Come on and show that dance you call your big black bottom It puts you in a trance Early last morning 'bout the break of day Grandpa told my grandma, I heard him say Get up and show your old man your black bottom I want to learn that dance Now I'm gonna show y'all my black bottom They stay to see that dance Wait until you see me do my big black bottom I'll put you in a trance Ah, do it ma, do it, honey Look it now Ma, you gettin' kinda rough here You gotta be yourself now, careful now Not too strong, not too strong, Ma I done shown y'all my black bottom You ought to learn that dance |
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Black cat on my doorstep, black cat on my windowsill
Black cat on my doorstep, black cat on my windowsill If one black cat don't cross me, another black cat will It's bad luck if I'm jolly, bad luck if I cry It's bad luck if I'm jolly, bad luck if I cry It's bad luck if I stay here, it's still more bad luck if I die Last night a hootin' owl came and sat right over my door Last night a hootin' owl came and sat right over my door A feelin' seems to tell me, I'll never see my man no more I feel my left eye jumpin', my heart a-bumpin' I'm on my P's and Q's I feel my brain a-thumpin', I got no time to lose Mama's superstitious, tryin' to overcome these blues |
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