| Who was that man I saw you with the other day?
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| That was my smooth black daddy that we call Charlie Gray
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| Don’t you know that’s my man?
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| Yes, that’s a fact
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| I ain’t seen your name printed up and down his back
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| You better let him be
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| What old gal?
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| Because you ain’t talkin' to me
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| That’s my man, I want him for my own
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| (spoken: No! No!)
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| He’s my sweet daddy
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| You’d better leave that man alone
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| See that suit he’s got on?
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| I bought it last week
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| I’ve been buyin' clothes for five years for that is my black sheik
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| Is that you honey?
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| 'Tain't nobody but, who’s back here?
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| It sounds like Charlie
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| It is my man, sweet papa Charlie Gray
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| Your man?
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| How do you git that way?
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| Now, look here, honey, I been had that man for umpteen year
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| Child, didn’t I turn your damper1 down?
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| Yes, Clara, and I’ve cut you every way but loose!
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| Well, you might as well be get it fixed
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| Well, then…
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| I guess we got to have him on cooperation plan
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| I guess we got to have him on cooperation plan
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| (spoken: Bessie! Clara!)
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| Ain’t nothin' different 'bout that rotten two time man
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| How about it?
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| Suits me!
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| Suits me!
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| Well then!!! |