| When I done quit hollerin' baby, I believe I’ll shake 'em on down
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| Get my babe, won’t be late, You know by that I mean seconds late
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| Ah, must I holler, Must I shake 'em on down,
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| Well I’ve been mistreated, babe, I believe I’ll shake 'em on down.
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| Well I ain’t no monkey. |
| I can’t climb no tree,
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| No brown skin woman gonna make no monkey out of me,
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| I ain’t no monkey, Sure can’t climb no tree,
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| I been mistreated babe I believe I’ll shake 'em on down,
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| Well I’ve been mistreated babe I believe I’ll shake 'em on down.
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| Listen mama, Put on your mornin' gown'
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| Put in your nightshirt Mama we gonna shake 'em down
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| Must I holler? |
| Must I shake 'em on down?
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| Gave my baby a twenty dollar bill,
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| If that don’t get her, Sure my shot, shot, shot-gun will,
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| Yeah, I gave my baby a twenty dollar bill,
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| If that don’t get that woman, I’m sure my shot-gun will. |