| Ain’t nobody’s business what I do Get me a shotgun and shoot my baby
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| Ain’t nobody’s business if I do
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| There ain’t nothing I can do, or nothing I can say,
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| Some folks will criticize me.
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| So I’m gonna do just what I want to anyway,
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| And don’t care if you all despise me.
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| If I should take a notion
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| To jump into the ocean,
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| It ain’t nobody’s business if I do.
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| If I go to church on Sunday
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| And I shimmy down on Monday,
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| It ain’t nobody’s business if I do.
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| And if my friend ain’t got no money
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| And I say, «All right, take all of mine honey,»
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| It ain’t nobody’s business if I do.
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| If I lend her my last nickel
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| And it leaves me in a pickle,
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| It ain’t nobody’s business if I do.
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| I would rather my gal would hit me Than to haul right up and quit me.
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| It ain’t nobody’s business if I do.
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| I know that she won’t call no copper
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| If she gets beat up by her poppa.
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| It ain’t nobody’s business if I do, Lord no.
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| Well, it ain’t nobody’s business if I do. |