| Come all you folks and start to walk, I’m fixing to start my dozen talk
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| What you’re thinking about ain’t on my mind, that stuff you got is the sorriest
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| kind
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| Now you’re a sorry mistreater, robber and a cheater
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| Slip you in the dozens, your papa and your cousin
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| Your mama do the lordy lord
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| Come all of you women’s outta be in the can, out on the corner stopping every
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| man,
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| Hollering «Soap is a nickel and the towel is free, I’m pigmeat, pappy,
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| now who wants me?»
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| You’s a old mistreater, robber and a cheater
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| Slip you in the dozens, your papa and your cousin
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| Your mama do the lordy lord
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| Now the funniest thing I ever seen, tom cat jumping on a sewing machine
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| Sewing machine run so fast, took 99 stitches in his yas, yas, yas
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| Now he’s a cruel mistreater, robber and a cheater
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| Slip you in the dozens, your papa and your cousin
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| Your mama do the lordy lord
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| Now I’m gonna tell you all about old man Bell, he can’t see but he sure can
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| smell
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| Fish-man passed here the other day, hollering «Hey, pretty mama,
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| I’m going your way»
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| I know all about your pappy and your mammy,
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| Your big fat sister and your little brother Sammy,
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| Your auntie and your uncle and your ma’s and pa’s,
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| They all got drunk and showed their Santa Claus
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| Now they’re all drunken mistreaters, robbers and a cheaters
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| Slip you in the dozens, your papa and your cousin
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| Your mama do the lordy lord |