Coldest Stuff In Town (1934)

歌詞

Memphis Willie B. Hattie, Hattie, Hattie, what have you done to me? Hattie, Hattie, Hattie, what have you done to me? I believe to my soul you got a doggone stingeree Hattie When I go out singin', I goes out all alone When I goes out singin', I goes out all alone I got a new way of singin' make a good woman lose her home Singin' is my trade, I don't have to lie Singin' is my trade, I don't have to lie If you feel my stinger you want to until you die It was soon this mornin' I heard my doorbell ring It was soon this mornin' I heard my doorbell ring I though Slim was workin' and he wasn't doin' a doggone thing Spoken, Hattie: Ask Slim about it, Willie B Spoken, Memphis Willie B.: What about it, Slim? Spoken, Allen Shaw: I'll tell you directly. . . . Now I'm gonna tell you Spoken, Memphis Willie B.: Bet's off, then Allen Shaw My name is Rex, I lives out West, Don't wanta be tangled up in that mess 'Nother drink, Hattie, pass the bottle around Spoken, Hattie: Here you are, Slim) 'Cause that jive you and Willie B. shootin', coldest stuff in town