Rhythm & Blues 1958-1969

Wait a minute
You know my woman told me, she said, Bo Diddley
I love you, but I'm leavin'
I said, what?
She said, "I love you but I'm leavin' you"
And I said, "Baby?"
And she kept sayin', "Whoa baby, I love you"
What you say, girl?
(Whoa-ooh baby, I love you)
Ow, somethin' wrong here someplace
(Whoa-oh baby, I love you)
Wait a minute
She said now
I said hold it a minute
Let me tell you something
She said, "Here's the key to all of your locks
Take my name off of your mailbox
Here's the key to your Cadillac
I got my own parked right out back"
I said, "What?"
There somethin' wrong here
And she kept talkin' 'bout
I love you (Whoa-ooh baby, I love you)
Fellas, let me tell you somethin'
Ha, ha, ha
Wow! Woo, somethin' wrong
(Whoa-oh baby, I love need you)
Wait a minute, let me tell you what else she told me
She said, "You know one thing, Diddley
I got all my bags packed, in the middle of the dining room floor
I'm just waiting, I'm all packed and ready to go"
I said, "But baby, whoa baby
Baby, baby"
And then she told me, she said
Take my name off your front door
I won't be getting my mail here no more
Got my own place with brand new locks
I'm gonna tell the mailman I got a brand new box
(Whoa-oh baby, I love you) You ain't jiving are you?

Songwriters: Ellas Mcdaniel
Ooh Baby lyrics © BMG Rights Management

Keep your hand to yourself; she belong to me
Keep your hand to yourself; she belong to me
All mine, she's all mine
Leave her alone
Hands off
Hands down
All mine
She's my baby
I love her
She's gonna love me
Oh, baby
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Now, look, buddy; keep your hand down to yourself
It's all mine, all my property
Don't belong to you
Hands down and eyes open
Oh, baby, you're mine
Oh, baby, all mine
All mine

Songwriters: John Lee Hooker
Keep Your Hands To Yourself lyrics © BMG Rights Management US, LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Sometimes I stop and wonder
How can this thing go on
For when I'm with my baby
She always make me feel alone

No, my woman don't dig me, no, no
Boys, I know I'm gonna
Know the reason why

(No, no, my baby don't dig me)
(No, no, she just don't dig me)

Well, we're as far from each other
As the Earth is from the sky

(No, no, my baby don't dig me)
(No, no, she just don't dig me)

Well, I put my arms around her
She'll flinch and move away
And that's not just one time
You know that's each and every day

I tell you, my woman
She don't dig me now
No, no, no, no, now, now
Boys, I know the reason why

(No, no, my baby don't dig me)
(No, no, she just don't dig me)

Well, we're far from each other
Hey, yeah, as the Earth
Is from the sky

(No, no, my baby don't dig me)
(No, no, she just don't dig me)

We don't have enough in common
To act like lovers should
I think that's the reason
Our love affair's no good

You know my woman don't dig me
No, no, no, no
Now people I tell you
I know the reason why

(No, no, my baby don't dig me)
(No, no, she just don't dig me)

Well, we're far from each other
Hey, hey, hey, yeah
As the Earth is from the sky

(No, no, my baby don't dig me)
(No, no, she just don't dig me)...

Baby you left me
I didn't do nothing wrong
You know I love you, darlin
And I'm sorry that you're gone
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you like the Devil
I'm gonna miss you like the Devil
But these things I'll overcome

I was wrapped around your finger
I'd do anything you'd say
I tried so hard to please you
But you left me anyway

I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you like the Devil
I'm gonna miss you like the Devil
But these things I'll overcome
Now; you told me that you loved me
I thought your love was true
I found another woman
Lovin you the way I do

I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you like the Devil
I'm gonna miss you like the Devil
But these things I'll overcome
Baby you left me
I didn't do nothing wrong
You know I love you
And I'm sorry that you're gone

I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you like the Devil
I'm gonna miss you like the Devil
But these things I'll overcome

Aw, I'm itchy
And I don't know where to scratch
Come here baby
Scratch my back
I know you can do it
So baby, get to it
Aw, you're workin with it now
You got me feelin' so good
Little bit to the center now, baby
Hmm-mmm!
This little girl sho' knows how to scratch
Now, you're doin' the chicken-scratch
Aw, it's lookin' good, baby
Just gettin' scratchy
That's what I'm talkin' about
Songwriters: James Moore
Baby, Scratch My Back lyrics © Music Sales Corporation

'Cause I'm a Fujiyama Mama
And I'm just about to blow my top!
Fujiyama-yama, Fujiyama!
And when I start erupting
Ain't nobody gonna make me stop!

I drink a quart of sake, smoke dynamite!
I chase it with tobbacy and then shoot out the lights!

'Cause I'm a Fujiyama Mama
And I'm just about to blow my top!
Fujiyama-yama, Fujiyama!
And when I start erupting
Ain't nobody gonna make me stop!

Well you can talk about me, say that I'm mean!
I'll blow your head off baby with nitroglycerine!

'Cause I'm a Fujiyama Mama
And I'm just about to blow my top!
Fujiyama-yama, Fujiyama!
And when I start erupting
Ain't nobody gonna make me stop!

Well you can say I'm crazy, so deaf and dumb!
But I can cause destruction just like the atom bomb!

'Cause I'm a Fujiyama Mama
And I'm just about to blow my top!
Fujiyama-yama, Fujiyama!
And when I start erupting
Ain't nobody gonna make me stop!

I've been to Nagasaki, Hiroshima too!
The things I did to them baby, I can do to you!

'Cause I'm a Fujiyama Mama
And I'm just about to blow my top!
Fujiyama-yama, Fujiyama!
And when I start erupting
Ain't nobody gonna make me stop!

Hit, git and split, I'm coming back home to you
Hit, git and split, I'm coming back home to you
There's nobody here gonna take the place of you
I got the blues, my baby's not here with me
I got the blues, my baby's not here with me
She's a little bitty chick and I'm never gonna let her be
Hit, git and split, I'm coming back home to you
Hit, git and split, I'm coming back home to you
There's nobody here gonna take the place of you
Clean the house woman, this time I'm on my way
Clean the house woman, this time I'm on my way
Don't make no plans for I'm coming back home to stay
Songwriters: Lynn Paul / Nick Paul
Hit, Git and Split lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group