Tampa Red - She's A Solid Killer Diller

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Now, men, your woman may be mellow
She may be mighty fine
But I bet my bottom dollar
She can't boogie like mine

Mine's a solid killer-diller
I want all you men to know
Don't bother my old woman
Do you sure have got to go

I tell you men in front
So you won't be hurt behind
If you lose a gal you lovin'
Don't mess with mine

Mine is a solid killer-diller
I want all you men to know
Don't bother my old woman
Do you sure have got to go

She shakes all over
When she wants
She's made a blind man see her
Made a dumb man talk

She's a solid killеr-diller
I want all you men to know
Don't bother my woman
Do you surе have got to go
Play that thing, boy
Now the cop has brought her in
But she didn't need no bail
She shook it for the judge
And they put the cops in jail

She's a solid killer-diller
I want all you men to know
Don't bother my woman
Do you sure have got to go
 
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