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Went down to Albert's AlleyPick up on me a Collins mixWent to the bar an' ordered me a drinkTried to relax myselfLooked around and saw two soul sistersThey were sippin' sodasAnd the other look caught their companionsOn the dance floorThey were doin' the Collin's shufflePretty soon a cute little numberCame and asked me to do the stomp polkaI told her I couldn't do the stomp polkaI could show her how to do the Sissy1We were on the dance floorAnd I was doin' my thingAfter a while out of nowhereUp walks her boyfriendWhile she's standin' there doin' the shivers and shakeLetras de cancionesHe gave me a look that was very icy blueAnd believe me, he made me thaw out!I said to myself, "Albert, don't lose your cool"By that time I'd gotten hungry'Cause I smelled someone cookin' catfishOughta be something along, with some greensTold him definitely, I didn't want no leftovers!The cook took so long about fixin' my grubI had to go see what was takin' him so longHe was back there jivin'I had to tell him to get it togetherHe asked me, "Can't you wait?"Made me mad, I said, "No man, I ain't got time,I've got to keep on pushin',I got to make it down the soul road,Got to go, do some turnin' on"Don't want person, give me no dyin' foodSo I'm leavin' town, goin' homeI've got homesick anywayI'm leavin' this place before I freezeGoin' home to defrostAin't gonna have me lookin' like a snow coneI don't know, he's gettin' rough!
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"Trash Talkin'" as written by Albert Collins
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