Stay away from me 'Cause I'm in my sin I said, stay away from me 'Cause I'm in my sin But if this joint is raided Somebody bring me my gin Well, now don't mess with me nobody 'Cause you will never win No, no, no, don't mess with me nobody, nuh uh 'Cause you will never win I'll fight the Army and the Navy, Air Force, and anybody If somebody brings me my gin Well now, any bootlegger Sure him a pal of mine Any bootlegger Sure him a pal of mine 'Cause a good bottle of gin Will get it anytime Especially when I get high, high And ain't got nothing to do I said, when I get high, high, high There ain't nothing I won't do So just keep me full of good liquor And I'll be nice to you 'Cause I don't want no clothes And I don't even need no bed To lay my head I don't want no clothes, no, no, no, no, no, no And I don't even need no bed No bed to lay my head And I don't want no cold cuts And my name isn't Clyde All you gotta do is Give me a little gin instead Well, I got high last night And I took my man to his wife's front door I said I got juiced last night And I took my man to his wife's front door Oh, but she was a .45 packing mama And I ain't gonna try that no more