A To Z Blues

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