Your Bread Ain’t Done
Albert King * Track #3 On I’m in a Phone Booth, Baby
Your Bread Ain’t Done Lyrics
When I first saw you
Walkin' down the street
I said to myself
"There's a girl I'd like to meet"
Oh babe
I thought that you were the one
After lookin' you over
I found that your bread ain't done
She always liked her liquor
She has a taste in her hand
She drank more booze
Than the member in the band
Oh babe
I thought that you were the one, yeah
But I found out later
Little girl, your bread ain't done
After I talked wit' you
I felt there was something wrong
The lights was on in the kitchen
But was nobody home
Oh babe
I thought that you were the one
After lookin' you over
I found that your bread ain't done
Your Bread Ain’t Done Q&A
Who wrote Your Bread Ain’t Done's ?
Your Bread Ain’t Done was written by Doug MacLeod.