paroles de chanson Dirty Dozens (Recorded, September 1929) - Speckled Red

Now, I want all you women folks to fall in line
Shake your shimmy like I'm shaking mine
You shake your shimmy and you shake it fast
You can't shake your shimmy, shake your yas yas yas

Now you's a dirty mistreater, robber and a cheater
Slip you in the dozen, your pappy is your cousin
Your mama do the Lordy-Lord

Yonder go your mama going out across the field
Running and shaking like an automobile
I hollered at your mama and I told her to wait
She slipped away from me like a Cadillac Eight

Now she's a running mistreater, robber and a cheater
Pappy is your cousin, slip you in the dozen
Your mama do the Lordy-Lord

I like your mama and like your sister too
I did like your daddy, but your daddy wouldn't do
I met your daddy on the corner the other day
You know by that that he was funny that way

So now he's a funny mistreater, robber and a cheater
Slip you in the dozen, your papa is your cousin
Your mama do the Lordy-Lord

God made him an elephant and he made him stout
He wasn't satisfied until he made him a snout
Made his snout just as long as a rail
He wasn't satisfied until he made him a tail
He made his tail just to fan the flies
He wasn't satisfied until he made some eyes
He made his eyes to look over the grass
Wasn't satisfied until he made his yas yas yas
Made his yas yas yas and didn't get it fixed
Wasn't satisfied until it made him sick
It made him sick, Lord, it made him well
You know by that the elephant caught hell

Now he's a dirty mistreater, robber and a cheater
Slip you in the dozen, your pappy is your cousin
Your mama do the Lordy-Lord