Say, tell me who's the flapper I see you with every night?
And she's vamped you so hard I'm 'bout to lose my appetite
That's my brown-skin mama, better known as Miss Jenny Wright
I'm going to make you wish you never had been born
I just went uptown, got my gun out of pawn
Don't start nothing, baby, because your papa's got your bath water on
If you don't have me, papa, you won't have no gal at all
And it seem all the women you meet is bound to fall
Now, if you don't agree by my jockeying, you can back your mule up in my stall
Come on, old papa, 'cause mama ain't mad at you
But tell me what make you keep me so worried and blue?
Your daddy's headed straight, mama, but it ain't got his work to do
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