Lyrics

Look-a here mama, can't get along Honey, I really tried to treat you right Now when I come in from work, darlin' And give ya my check You wants to raise sand, fuss and fight Get a chance to stay out all night You left last night at eight, said you're going to the show Come sliding home at four Then you come sliding in this morning, soon Just about at four Then you're drunk, got all my money too Come here girl, let me tell ya what I'm gonna do to you I'm gonna cut your head four different ways, baby Long, short, deep and wide When I get the spring rhythm with this rusty blackout razor You're gonna be mapped out for an ambulance ridе I'm gonna cut A, B, C, D in the top of your head That'll be trеating you nice, sugar, yeah you ain't gonna be dead Cut E, F, G right across your face H, I, J, K that's where runnin' bound to take place Cut L, M, N in both of your arms Seltzer-drinking, peddle sugar your whole life long Cut O, P, Q that'll be trouble too Cause I'm gonna grab you mama and turn you every way but loose Cut R, S, T to hear you cry That'll be the last time tears'll run from both of your eyes Cut U, V, W on the bottom of your feet Last time you walk up and down 25th street Gone mark across your bosom with X, Y, Z When I get through with this alphabet You'll quit your messing with me