Love My Stuff

I love my stuff babe, I want you to hop
I love my stuff babe, I want you to hop
And my rider got some way of shimmying, swear it just won't stop

Oh I know she want it hot babe sure don't want it cold
I know she want it hot babe sure don't want it cold
It would break my heart just to carry you and me no more

And I keep on telling my rider well - keep your shimmy down
(Baby please keep it down)
I keep on telling my rider keep your shimmy down
Lord that jelly‑baking strut will make a monkey‑man leave his town

Oh the lights burning dim in that black camp again
The light burning dim in that black camp again
It must a‑be the devil inside this barrel of gin

Oh I wanna leave Mississippi now babe, before it be too late
I wanna leave Mississippi before it be too late
(You know I gotta leave Mississippi)
It may be like Twenty‑Seven High Water, swear it just won't wait

Oh I once had a notion, Lord I believe I will
I once had a notion, Lord I believe I will
I'm going to go cross the river stop at Dago Hill