| Daddy, mama’s got the blues
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| The kind of blues that’s hard to lose '
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| Cause you mistreated me
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| And drove me from your door
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| Daddy, you ain’t heard the news
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| There’s another papa in your shoes
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| You ain’t even got a chance with me no more
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| So be on your p’s and q’s
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| Mistreating daddy, mistreating mama all the time
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| Just because she wouldn’t let you
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| Mistreating daddy, mama’s drawed the danger line
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| Yes, you’ll cross it, I’ll get you
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| If you see me setting on another daddy’s knee
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| Don’t bother me, I’m as mean as can be
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| I’m like the butcher right down the street
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| I can cut you all apieces like I would a piece of meat
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| Mistreating daddy, you used to knock your mama down
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| When you knew I fell for you
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| Had me so nervous, I would start dogging 'round
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| Yes, every time I saw you
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| But now I’ve got you off of my mind
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| And found another daddy who’s just my kind
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| Mistreating daddy, I’ve got another papa now
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| I’ve got a tip for people talking about
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| I will grab my daddy and turn him wrong side out
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| Mistreating daddy, I’ve got a good papa now |