Lyrics You Can't Do What My Last Man Did (c. 7-23) - Fats Waller

You Can't Do What My Last Man Did (c. 7-23)

Waters Ethel
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You Can’t Do What My Last Man Did
Listen, daddy mine, what do you want of me?
I’ve been just as good as can be;
Now the love I had for you has turned to hate;
You don’t appreciate
So, Daddy, there’s the gate
You can’t do what my last man did
Boss me 'round, and treat me like he did
I’m wise to what you’d like to do
So from now on, let me miss you
I weep and pine all the time
While you show off with friends of mine!
My last man tried to drag me down
But he was one good man to have around;
But when the clock on the wall strikes half past three
I want all the things you took from me
'Cause you can’t do what my last man did
Early this morning, you wanted to fight
'Cause you heard I cabareted last night
Tried to take my money, and pawn my flat
Now you’ve worn the welcome clean off my mat
'Cause you can’t do what my last man did:
Hold me tight, treat me right, every night;
I’d love you if you only did
Every night, treat me right, hold me tight
You’re mighty old to be so bold
And I can’t stand a man that’s cold
Why you can’t love me sufficiently
To make me forget my used-to-be
He could love like a lover should
Always could, when he would, he was good
You’ve lost your nest, go east or west, but go, just go
Now that last cruel papa, he blacked my eye
Then left me alone to sigh and cry
But you can’t do what that last man did