In Mississippi in the Delta Bottoms low There's a man I know, and he trifles so He flashes clothes but where he get them no one knows He seems so slow But the other day, there came our way A yellow-skin gal named May There was murder in her eye, I mean murder in her eye When we heard her say
Chorus Mean papa, turn in your key You don't live here no more Mean papa, just let me be Stay away from my door Sheikin' sheiks may burn up Rome But you just sheiked away a home So mean papa, turn in your key You don't live here no more
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Chorus Mean papa, turn in your key You don't live here no more Mean papa, just let me be Stay away from my door If you don't believe I bake jelly roll good Just ask anybody in my neighborhood Mean papa, turn in your key You don't live here no moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
