Barrelhouse - Conversation With Collins Lyrics

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Conversation With Collins

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What Are The Lyrics For Conversation With Collins By Barrelhouse?
You take like, me an' my wife
We got about four kids Found the next door neighbor, an' she says, "Look-a-here, let's get together one night, An' go out an' have a ball, let the husbands baby-sit, How 'bout that?" Can ya dig it fellas? She come after me, she says, "Honey, we wanna go out tonight, and have a ball" I said, "Sure, it's alright, just as long as you be home by two" I let's her go ahead on out, an' I'm baby sittin', Kids hollerin' an' cryin', I had to put diapers, change diapers Two o'clock come, no wife I said well, that's alright she probably went 'bout four or five miles out-a the city limit I give her about thirty minutes to get home Can ya dig it fellas? Three o'clock come, still no wife Four o'clock, sure was mad, now Here she come, draggin' in Now can ya dig this fellas? Now here the way she talk to me, real sweet She sounded good, ya know Kissin' me all on the neck an' goin' on Felt good, but I'm still mad! Now after she done all that sweet talk, You know what I told her, fellas? You know what I told her? You don't know what I told her? An' I fool around an' made her mad, you know what would happen? You know what she told me, fellas? Now I told her the same thing [Let's ride this thing outta trouble] (yeah) Well this woman is puttin' me out How 'bout that? |
Who Wrote Conversation With Collins By Barrelhouse?
Albert Gene Collins
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What's The Duration Of The Conversation With Collins By Barrelhouse?The duration of Conversation With Collins is 9:55 minutes and seconds. |
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