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Bobby Rush - Hoochie Man lyrics
Hey baby Where you going with that short dress on you got See, no, don't put that on baby You know that dress is much too short for you Uh, you gonna put it on? Anyway? Well, when you put that on baby You look like a hoochie momma You see, my friend BB King, Tyrone Davie, Bobby Blue Bland, Bill Milton, Johnny Taylor, and old Buddy Guy Be winking at you Uh if you wanna put that on baby If you wanna be a hoochie momma Then I can be a hoochie man I gotta girl I love so much But I think she think I'm outta touch We been together for such a long time I think she got a younger man on her mind She getting up in age trying to be young Going out with the young crowd, having fun Used to wear your dress down to your ankle Now you wear 'em so short you can see your twinkle I ain't going fuss Ain't gonna raise no sand If you wanna be a hoochie momma Then I can be a hoochie man Uh huh I can be a hoochie man Go out every night Say your having fun, uh huh Sitting at the bar with your dress all up Almost see your rising sun If you can go out every night, girl I can go out too What's good for the goose, girl Is good for the gander, too Well I'm not gonna bother with you Not gonna raise no sand If you wanna be a hoochie momma Then I can be a hoochie man Uh huh I can be a hoochie man Gotcha hoochie momma dress on And nothing on underneath Got the hoochie momma hair do Got the hoochie shoes on your feet If that's the way you want to play the game, girl Now here's the rules If you can be a hoochie momma I can be a hoochie man, too So I ain't going fuss Ain't gonna raise no sand If you wanna be a hoochie momma I can be a hoochie man Ah yeah I can be a hoochie man I'm going downtown y'all Buy me a seer sucker suit Two hundred dollar hat Four hundred dollar pair of boot Going to the car lot Get me a long Cadillac Everybody tell me That's what the young girl like Gonna dye my hair So the girls can't see my grey I gots money in my pocket And you know I'm willing to pay Going to the jewelry store Buy me a diamond ring Everybody knows that I'm the real hoochie man I ain't going fuss Ain't gonna raise no sand If you wanna be a hoochie momma I can be a hoochie man Uh huh I can be a hoochie man I... Be a hoochie man I said I... Be a hoochie man If you wanna be a hoochie momma I tell y'all, I can be a hoochie man What you do to me I do it to you What's good for the goose good for the gander, too Tit for tat I'll pay you back If you kick my dog I kick your cat If you be a hoochie momma I'll be a hoochie man Hoochie momma? I'll be a hoochie man I'll be a hoochie man Hoochie man I'll be a hoochie man I can be a hoochie man |
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