| Big daddy, big daddy, where did you stay last night?
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| Hey baby, where did you stay last night?
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| I got rocks in my bed and my pillow ain’t sleeping just right
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| Say, I cried last night and I cried all the night before
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| Yes, I cried last night, all the night before
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| Come on home, baby, so I don’t have to cry no more
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| 'Cause, I ain’t mad at you, pretty baby, I ain’t mad at you
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| No, I ain’t mad at you, tell me what you want poor me to do
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| I’ll steal, beg, borrow, do any ol' thing for you
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| Yes, I love that man, he’s built up from the ground
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| Yeah, he’s long and tall, stacked up from the ground
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| I get so weak, whenever he comes to town
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| Got a man over here, got a man over there, but the man over here
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| Baba-re-bob, baba-re-bob
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| Baba-re-baba-re-baba-re-baba-re-bob
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| Hey baby, get your basket, let’s truck down to the woods
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| Baby, go get your basket, truck down to the woods
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| Say we may not pick no berries
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| But we both sure will come back feeling good
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| Say, I ain’t good looking, I ain’t built so fine
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| But all of us like me cause I take my time |