Robert Johnson
Bad Stuff (vinyl lyrics)
Let you mix your magic potion
Weary sells a song
He hands out papers, he says
My man’s just begun
Hey, hold on me baby
And let me think before he comes
I said hey, bad stuff
Get out of here
You know he waters down his poison
He don’t mix with blood and bone
He gangs up to a stranger
Who gave him a son
Hey, hold on me baby
You’d better think before he comes
I said hey, bad stuff
Get out of here
Hey, get out of here
I said hе sure looks awful ugly
He ain’t got no thought for some
With grеy stuff in his back hair
He sure ain’t good for love
Hey, hold on me baby
You’d better think before he comes
I said hey, bad stuff
Get out of here
Goo-woo woman
Do that dirty washin’
I said he sure looks awful ugly
He ain’t got no thought for some
With grey stuff in his back hair
He sure ain’t good for love
Hey, hold on me baby
You’d better think before he comes
So I said hey, bad stuff
Get out of here
Yeah I said hey, bad stuff
Get out of here
So I said hey, bad stuff