Go on gal, don’t take me for no fool I ain’t gonna quit you, pretty mama, while the weather’s cool Around your back door, honey, I’m gonna creep Just as long as you bring me two-and-a-half a week I’ve got a girl, she works in the white folks yard She bring me meal, I swear she brings me lard She brings me meal, honey she brings me lard She bring me everything honey that a girl can steal Lord a vaudeville circus rider came to town They got a dancer lookin’ nice and brown They didn’t know it was against the law For the monkey’s to stop at a five cent store Well, just around the corner, just a minute too late Another one standin’ at the big back gate I’m simply wild about my good cocaine I stood my corner, hey hey! Here come Sal with a nose all so’ Doctors said she couldn’t smell no mo’ Lord run doctor, ring the bell The women in the alley... I’m simply wild about my good cocaine Furniture man came to my house, was last Sunday morn Asked me was my wife at home Said she’d long been gone Backed his wagon up to my door Took everything I had He carried it back to the furniture store Honey, I did feel sad What in the world has any man got, now Messin’ with the furniture man? Got no dough, stand for sho’ Certainly will back you back Take everything from an earthly plant From a skillet to a frying pan If there ever was a devil born without any horns Musta been the furniture man I hear you mama, hey hey! Here come Sal with a nose all so’ Doctors said she couldn’t smell no mo’ Lord go doctor, ring the bell Women in the alley... I’m simply wild about my good cocaine Lord the babies in the cradle in New Orleans The doctors kept a-whiffin’ til the baby got mean Doctor whiffed until the baby got so’ Mama said she couldn’t smell no mo’ Lord go, Doctor, ring the bell, The women in the alley... I simply wild about my good cocaine I’m simply wild about my good cocaine I’m simply wild about my good cocaine