Lyrics Mean Mustard Blues - The Doors

Mean Mustard Blues

Well baby, you been away so long, woman
I said baby, you’ve been away so long
Well come on back, baby
'Cause your man wants you home
I got a fine little baby weighs about five hundred pounds
I got a fine little baby, weighs about five hundred pounds
Well my woman makes love, boys
You oughta come around
Well we’re fighting in the war, people gonna ball
Sitsaw conka cheecha aw
Alright now, baby, well it’s alright
I’m going home, back where I belong
Oh Detroit, you’re looking good, tonight
I feel good in Detroit City
Make those Cadillac’s
And make those other cars
You know what the blues is
You know I know you people know out there
'Cause I can feel you
I can feel you boogeyin' all night