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Slippin' and slidin' all around the place Dangerous as it can be Got a pretty baby, what a face He's so mad at me Slippin' and slidin' He's decidin' What's he gonna do about me What's he gonna do What's he gonna do about me Someone told my baby that I play around Someone told a big fat lie If he doesn't let me stay around I'm just gonna die Slippin' and slidin' He's decidin' What's he gonna do about me What's he gonna do What's he gonna do about me So, good, I hope he loves me like he should He's so fine, I'm never restin' 'til he's mine Slippin' and slidin' That's the way it goes Tryin' not to trip and fall Gonna get all dressed in fancy clothes When he comes to call Slippin' and slidin' He's decidin' What's he gonna do about me Hope he's gonna say Hope he's gonna say That he couldn't live without me
Writer(s): Richard Penniman, James Smith, Edwin Bocage, Albert Collins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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