| I wish I was a catfish, swimmin' in the sea
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| Lots of pretty women just a fishin' after me
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| Then I’d move, then I’d move
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| Lord I’d move to Kansas City hon'
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| Baby where they don’t want you
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| The gals 'll call my daddy, I’m the hepest cat around
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| The women they all want me 'cause my (cookin' 'll put me down?)
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| She done moved, she done moved
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| Well she done moved to Kansas City hon'
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| A baby where they don’t want you, oh lord
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| (Kansas City, blues)
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| (Interlude)
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| I walked all over Memphis, lookin' down field
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| Lookin' for the gal that they call Lucille
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| She done moved, she done moved
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| Well she done moved to Kansas City hon'
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| A baby where they don’t want you
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| I done walked all over Rockney, blue as I can be
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| Lookin' for the gal that made a sucker out of me
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| She done moved, she done moved
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| Well she done moved to Kansas City hon'
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| Baby where they don’t want you
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| (2nd Interlude)
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| (T-man, the eighth wonder of the world, child prodigy, genius, and ladies,
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| he’s single)(Wakefield)
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| I wish I was a catfish, swimmin' in the sea
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| Lots of pretty women just a fishin' after me
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| Then I’d move, then I’d move
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| Lord I’d move to Kansas City hon'
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| Baby where they don’t want you |