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PERFORMING ARTISTS
B.B. King
B.B. King
Performer
Bobby "Blue" Bland
Bobby "Blue" Bland
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sonny Thompson
Sonny Thompson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Barri
Steve Barri
Producer

Lyrics

Bobby had already said that we should pick up the tempo a little bit But until I could get my float together here I think I'd try and... Thank you Some people say that the kind of blues we playin' and the kind That we're getting into now are slick blues And I don't think so, I just think they're telling it like it is So I wanna talk to you for just a minute as well, just to play a little bit My boss mom told me a while ago that if I wanted to talk it was alright so Say anything you wanna say, son Oh thank you And my other boss Bobby Bland said it's okay I'm behind ya, I told you to say anything you wanna say So what I wanna talk about (what?) People Like Bobby Bland You see Some people have A person that they've been with for a long time and And they really don't wanna get rid of 'em They just wanna jack 'em up a little bit you know Make 'em do a little better You're talkin' good son, talk up Can I tell 'em some more? (yeah, you talk good) So for some reason or another they're afraid to tell 'em bye 'Cause they really don't wanna get rid of 'em But then there are- I figured there might be somebody in the audience That is tryna get rid of somebody So I'm gonna say a few words That you might wanna say to yours So if you're sitting close to yours, slide up a little closer You might even give 'em a little drink of whatever you're drinking And if I say the right words Just look 'em straight in the eyes, but don't stare at 'em Or if you're holding hands Squeeze the hand a little bit, you know, like that... (yeah) Now if you didn't bring yours with ya Shame on you (Don't grab nobody else) If you couldn't borrow nobody else Then you're in bad shape Just watch the nearest couple next to you And here's what you say to 'em I think we're 'bout ready now Sonny (yeah?) If you can't do no better baby Babe I think I'd better try to find me somebody else that can And if you can't do no better baby Babe I think I'd better try to find me somebody else that can Oh because the way you treat me now baby You ain't doin' nothing but losing a good man You see life is too short to be worried baby (say it again) And I think you are old enough to understand Hey life is too short to be worried baby And I think you are old enough to understand The way you treat me baby You ain't doin' nothing but losing a good man We thank you We almost through with it now so I just Wanna give a little bit of warning to the fellas If you're a fella And that happened to you There ain't but one thing to do then Go on over to mother's Because that's where she's at (I don't know about that) Yeah that's where she's going, ain't nobody else got her 'Course I wouldn't trust you though Bobby, you know You and I like the same type of ladies But when you get over to mother's Kick the door down And soon as you kick the door down, fall down on your knees (What?) Fall on your knees (What?) And when you look up Look up in a praying position And you look straight at her and you say Baby I'm sorry While they're trying to figure out what just happened Say it again, and you say it softly Sorry (what?) You just go ahead and you tell her, I'm sorry And you get real sexy like Bobby Bland and you say it, "Sorry" Nuh-huh How do you say it then? Like this, I'm sorry I didn't hear you good, say it again And I'm sorry, babe And then when you hear this noise behind ya You know that's dad And where there's dads, usually there are sons You know they already mad at you anyway But you know what they say That ladies are tender-hearted, you know So you say it again Baby, I'm sorry And then you let the tears start to falling And as that noise gets a little closer to you Just fall all out on the floor and start kicking then Baby can't you see I'm sorry? I can't hear you Bobby I'm sorry baby Just go ahead and do your act, you know I'm sorry And then you're shamed I'm sorry, baby I'm allowed to be sorry babe Say that's the way you call me (sorry) You know how when you get it and then (sorry) Say it again Sorry No sorry (babe you know I'm sorry) Yeah yeah Everybody c'mon (sorry!) Everything I got (sorry) Just wanna play it baby (sorry) (Sorry) I won't betray (sorry) Sorry Say it again Alright, alright (I guess so) I believe everybody is sorry For whatever you did, you sorry about it So anyway you see what I was starting to say If it's a lady, when she cry somebody will usually say Call the doctor, call somebody, please and come and help this child Sorry But you see if a dude start to crying (sorry) Any time a dude start cries, you know what they say? Call the police, call somebody to come get this fool But you just keep on doing your act So just before I leave Bobby (yeah) If you messed up this weekend If any of you people in the audience messed up this weekend And didn't do what you was supposed to do Now is your time to say sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry One more time, Bobby Sorry Sorry Sorry Babe yeah I'm sorry!
Writer(s): Ronnie Self, Dub Allbritten Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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