For Select Sophisticated Ladies in Need of Dirty Talk, Name Calling, Guided Masturbation and More

Stand me on the corner
Let me watch the chicks walk by
Big town woman
Got a gleam in her eye
Got the cute little thighs
That make her so nice
Oh, big town
 
I left my baby
Guess I let her down
I love you baby
But not like I love the big town
Love the bright lights' a-blinking
Pretty girls' a-winking
Oh, big town
 
Bop-A-Lena is Balling with Ronnie - Tribute 2:

Oop-scooby-dooby-lena, go-gal-go

Well-a school bells are ringing everybody running out
Going to the shack gonna shake it all about
Bop-a-lena looking like a rose from the wild
Man I dig that sweet juvenile
When she gets a-going she's a real cool chick
She do the bip-bop like a pogo stick
 
I got my pattern-leather shoes on my hound-dog feet
Me and bop-a-lena gonna walk the beat
To the old jukebox in the Tin Town shack
When we get a-going gonna ball the jack
Bop-a-lena got two feet that talk
Look at her go on a camel walk
 
Bop-a-lena, bop-a-lena
Yeah, she my gal
Oh, bop-a-lena, bop-a-lena
Woo, she my gal
She my gal and I love her so
Oop-scooby-dooby-lena, go-gal-go
 
Stepping Around with Ronnie - Tribute 3:

Well, I come in this morning about a-half past three
My good gal said she was a-leaving me
I said, wait a minute baby let me help you pack
'Cause when you leave, you know you can't come back
Yeah, ain't I'm a dog
Well, ain't I'm a dog
Ain't I'm a dog, I'm always steppin' around
 
Well, I tell myself that I'm gonna be good
And do all the things that a good man should
A good looking woman starts a-walking my way
I tell myself there's another day
Yes, ain't I'm a dog
Aww, ain't I'm a dog
Ain't I'm a dog, I'm always steppin' around (rock it baby, yeah)
 
Well, a good married woman is a-mighty fine
To give a young man a little peace of mind
I know it ain't safe just to cheat and run
But forget about the danger and think of the fun
Yeah, ain't I'm a dog
Well, ain't I'm a dog
Ain't I'm a dog, I'm always steppin' around

Chuck-chuck, chuck-chuck-a-boom-boom

Love and thanks Ronnie. You were really fast, furious and frantic. Rest in Peace :rose::rose::rose:
 
Miss Willie Mae is Growling her Adieu in 1952 - Tribute 1:

You ain't nothing but a hound dog
Been snoopin' 'round my door
You ain't nothing but a hound dog
Been snoopin' 'round my door
You can wag your tail
But I ain't gonna feed you no more
 
You told me you was high-class
But I could see through that
Yes, you told me you was high-class
But I could see through that
And daddy, I know
You ain't no real cool cat
 
You ain't nothing but a hound dog
Been snoopin' 'round my door
You're just-a ole hound dog
Been snoopin' 'round my door
You can wag your tail
But I ain't gonna feed you no more (ohh, play it on Sam, ohh)
 
Aww, listen to that little ole hound dog
Aww, play it, it's all right up here
Now listen to that little ole hound dog howl
Ohh, play it boy, play it
Ohh, you make me feel good
Aww, do the mess around right now, yeah baby
Now wag your tail
Aww, get it
Aww, get it now, get it, get it, get it
Aww, you holler boy
 
You made me feel so blue
You made me weep and moan
You made me feel so blue
Well, you made me weep and moan
'Cause, you ain't looking for a woman
All you're lookin' is for a home
 
You ain't nothing but a hound dog
Quit snoopin' 'round my door
You ain't nothing but a hound dog
Quit snoopin' 'round my door
You can wag your tail
But I ain't gonna feed you no more
 
Miss Willie Mae is Feeling the Weight of Love - Tribute 2:

S-sittin' by my window
Sittin' mama, I was sittin' down looking at the rain
Hey-hey, sittin' by my window, baby
Oh-oh, I was looking out at the rain
You know, something struck me, honey
Clamped on to me, like a ball and chain
 
I said oh-oh-oh, baby
Why you wanna do these ole mean things to me
I said oh-oh-oh, now honey, huh-oh-yea
Why, why did you wanna do these ole mean things to me
Because I know I love you, baby
And I'm so sick and tired of being in misery
(Oh Lord, play your soul, baby)
 
You know my love for you
Holds on like a ball and chain
Oh-oh baby, huh-huh
My love holds on like a ball and chain
You know I don't mean no harm, honey
But big mama, don't wanna go insane
 
Listen! Listen! Listen! Listen! Listen!

I say oh-oh-oh, baby
Why everythin' ever happen to me
I say oh-oh-oh, baby
Why everythin' ever happen to me
I know my love gonna last for ever
Listen, whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
Oh yea, a-for eternity
Ball and chain eternally

Love and thanks Miss Willie Mae. You had many scars on your face and looked like a big, bad bear. Your blues lament about a woman throwing a freeloading gigolo out of her house and life (Tribute 1) is a lasting anthem of black female power and was a major contribution to the evolution of rock and roll music. Rest in Peace :rose::rose::rose:
 
Having a Good Time with Miss Koko:

Tell Automatic Slim
To tell Razor Toting Jim
To tell Butcher Knife Toting Annie
To tell Fast Talking Fannie
 
We're gonna pitch a ball
A-down to that union hall
We're gonna romp and tromp till midnight
We're gonna fuss and fight till daylight

We're gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
 
Tell Cooda-Crawling Red
To tell Abyssinian Ned
To tell old Pistol Pete
To tell everybody he meet
 
Tonight we need no rest
We're gonna really throw a mess
We're gonna knock down all the windows
We're gonna kick down all the doors
 
We're gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
All night long, all night long
All night long, all night long
We're gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
 
Tell Fats and Washboard Sam
That everybody gonna jam
Now tell Shaky and Boxcar Joe
We've got sawdust on the floor
 
Now tell Peg and Caroline Dime
We're gonna have a heck of a time
And when the fish scent fill the air
There'll be snuff juice everywhere
 
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