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Now, I can't walk the streets, now, to consolate my mind,<br />some pretty mama, she start, breakin' down<br />Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down<br />Now, the stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind<br /><br />I can't walk the streets, now, to consolate my mind,<br />some no-good woman, now, she start breakin' down<br />Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down<br />The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind<br /><br />You know the Saturday night women, now, they love to ape and clown<br />They won't do nothin' but tear your, reputation down<br />Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down<br />The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind<br /><br />Now I gave my baby, that ninety-nine degree<br />She jumped up and throwed a pistol, down on me<br />Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down<br />That stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind<br /><br />Now, that fiddle player, now, use, rosum on his bow<br />That don't make your fiddle cry, baby, you know it, don't go<br />Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down<br />The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind
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Now, I can't walk the streets, now, to consolate my mind,<br />some pretty mama, she start, breakin' down<br />Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down<br />Now, the stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind<br /><br />I can't walk the streets, now, to consolate my mind,<br />some no-good woman, now, she start breakin' down<br />Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down<br />The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind<br /><br />You know the Saturday night women, now, they love to ape and clown<br />They won't do nothin' but tear your, reputation down<br />Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down<br />The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind<br /><br />Now I gave my baby, that ninety-nine degree<br />She jumped up and throwed a pistol, down on me<br />Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down<br />That stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind<br /><br />Now, that fiddle player, now, use, rosum on his bow<br />That don't make your fiddle cry, baby, you know it, don't go<br />Stop breakin' down, please, stop breakin' down<br />The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, hoo hoo, it'll make you lose your mind
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