Songtexte
Brushed
my
hair,
I'm
going
all
around
town
The
people
outside,
they
gonna
put
the
kid
down
Oh
Lord,
oh,
look
at
what
you
did
Call
it
what
you
wanna
I
call
it
messin'
with
the
kid
You
know
the
kid
ain't
no
child,
he
don't
play
Say
what
I
mean,
and
I
mean
what
I
say
Oh
Lord,
oh,
look
at
what
you
did
Call
it
what
you
wanna
I
call
it
messin'
with
the
kid,
oh
oh
Oh,
the
kid
ain't
no
child,
he
don't
play
Say
what
I
mean,
and
I
mean
what
I
say
Oh
Lord,
oh,
look
at
what
you
did
Call
it
what
you
wanna
I
call
it
messin'
with
the
kid
You
know
you
take
the
kid
to
town,
and
ride
around
town
Tell
everybody,
gonna
put
a-me
down
Oh
Lord,
oh,
look
at
what
you
did
Call
it
what
you
wanna
I
call
it
messin'
with
the
kid,
oh
oh
oh
You
see,
the
record's
on
the
floor,
the
phone
off
the
hook
Come
on
the
other
side,
we
really
gonna
cook
Up
in
here,
up
in
here
Come
on
y'all,
I
wanna
ball
up
in
here
Thank
you
very
much,
see
you
tomorrow
Oh,
and
I
think
it's
gonna
be
one
of
the
world's
Craziest
blues
records
ever
been
recorded
because
We
have
you,
you
have
me,
and
oh,
what
the
hell
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