German Mustard Songtext

von Townes van Zandt

Ah, my baby come walkin'
Walkin' nice and slow
Like a Mo
My baby come
Come nice and slow
Wear a good man out
Like a son of a bitch
Then they turn round
And smile at you, babe
Like they didn't know you
They pump that bad blood in ya
Just like a fireman shootin' dogs
Fireman don't carry guns
Everybody knows that
They pump that bad blood in ya
Just like a fireman shootin' dogs
Keep low when the shootin' starts
Um, um, huh
My baby, say you lonesome
I say you don't know what it means
Na na
Kiss me and some of my friends
My baby, say you lonesome
I have a little drink and say
You don't know what it means
Um, Mam
That German mustard
Between your jeans