Aggravatin' Papa by Alberta Hunter
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Aggravatin’ Papa Lyrics

[Verse]
I know a triflin' man
They call him Triflin’ Sam
He lives in Birmingham
'Way down in Alabam'
Now, the other night he had a fight
With a gal called Mandy Brymm
She sadly stated she was aggravated
And she yelled these words to him:

[Chorus]
"Aggravatin’ papa, don't try to two-time me
Aggravatin' papa, treat me kind or let me be
Listen while I get you told
Stop messin' 'round with my jellyroll
If I catch you out with your high-brown baby
I'll smack you down, and I don't mean "maybe"
Aggravatin' papa, I’ll do anything you say
But when you start running, don’t you run around my way
Now papa, treat me pretty, nice and sweet
'Cause I possess a .44 that don’t repeat
So aggravatin' papa, don't try to two-time me"

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
"Aggravatin' papa, don’t try to two-time me
Aggravatin' papa, treat me kind or let me be
Listen while I get you told
Stop messin' round with my jellyroll
If I catch you out with your high-brown baby
I'll smack you down, and I don't mean "maybe"
Aggravatin' papa, I'll do anything you say
But when you start running, don't you run around my way
Got one hand on my razor, one on my ivory gun
If I catch you foolin' round, I'll tear your doghouse down
So aggravatin' papa, don't try to two-time me"

Aggravatin’ Papa Q&A

Who wrote Aggravatin’ Papa's ?

Aggravatin’ Papa was written by Roy Turk & J. Russel Robinson.

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