I Don't Know

I’m gettin' sick and tired of the way you do
Good kind papa gotta poison you;
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed
Wake up one of these mornings, find your own self dead
She said, 'You shouldn’t say that'
I said, 'What should I say this time, baby?'
She says, 'Mmmmmm, I don’t know,'
My oh my oh my; I don’t know, what my baby puttin' down
The woman I love, she got dimples in her jaws
The clothes she’s wearin' is made out of the best of cloths;
She can take and wash, she can hang 'em upside the wall
She can throw 'em out the window
And run out and catch 'em a little bit before they fall;
Sometimes I think you has your habits on
She said, 'You shouldn’t say that'
I said, 'What should I say to make you mad this time, baby?'
She says, 'Mmmmmm, I don’t know,'
My oh my oh my; I don’t know, what my baby puttin' down
My papa told me, my mother sat down and cried
Say, 'You're too young a man, son, to have the many women you got'
I looked at my mother then, I didn’t even crack a smile
I say, 'If the women kill me, I don’t mind dyin
The woman I love, I won the week before last
The woman I love I’ve got out of class;
I thought I won you, baby, a long time ago
If you don’t watch your step, I’m gonna have to let you go
She said, 'You shouldn’t say that'
I said, 'What should I say this time, baby?'
She says, 'Mmmmmm, I don’t know'
I don’t know; I don’t know what my baby puttin' down, puttin' down