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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Jeff Healey Band
The Jeff Healey Band
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Johnson
Robert Johnson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Jeff Healey Band
The Jeff Healey Band
Producer
Thom Panunzio
Thom Panunzio
Producer
Roy Lott
Roy Lott
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Every time I'm walkin' down the streets Some pretty mama stop breakin' down with me Stop breakin' down, yes stop breakin' down The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind I can't walk the streets now, can't consulate my mind Some no good woman she starts breakin' down Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind Now, you Saturday night womens, you love to ape and clown You won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind Now, I give my baby, now the 99 degree She jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down Stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind I can't start walkin' down the streets But my pretty mama don't start breakin' down with me Stop breakin' down, yeah stop breakin' down The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind
Writer(s): Robert Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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