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Go on gal, don't take me for no foolI ain't gonna quit you, pretty mama, while the weather's coolAround your back door, honey, I'm gonna creepJust as long as you bring me two-and-a-half a weekI've got a girl, she works in the white folks yardShe bring me meal, I swear she brings me lardShe brings me meal, honey she brings me lardShe bring me everything honey that a girl can stealLord a vaudeville circus rider came to townThey got a dancer lookin' nice and brownThey didn't know it was against the lawFor the monkey's to stop at a five cent storeWell, just around the corner, just a minute too lateAnother one standin' at the big back gateI'm simply wild about my good cocaineI stood my corner, hey hey!Here come Sal with a nose all so'Doctors said she couldn't smell no mo'Lord run doctor, ring the bellThe women in the alley...I'm simply wild about my good cocaineFurniture man came to my house, was last Sunday mornLetras de cancionesAsked me was my wife at homeSaid she'd long been goneBacked his wagon up to my doorTook everything I hadHe carried it back to the furniture storeHoney, I did feel sadWhat in the world has any man got, nowMessin' with the furniture man?Got no dough, stand for sho'Certainly will back you backTake everything from an earthly plantFrom a skillet to a frying panIf there ever was a devil born without any hornsMusta been the furniture manI hear you mama, hey hey!Here come Sal with a nose all so'Doctors said she couldn't smell no mo'Lord go doctor, ring the bellWomen in the alley...I'm simply wild about my good cocaineLord the babies in the cradle in New OrleansThe doctors kept a-whiffin' til the baby got meanDoctor whiffed until the baby got so'Mama said she couldn't smell no mo'Lord go, Doctor, ring the bell,The women in the alley...I simply wild about my good cocaineI'm simply wild about my good cocaineI'm simply wild about my good cocaine From Letras Mania