I hear these women raving about their monkey‐men About their trifling husbands and their no‐good friends These poor women sit around all day and moan Wondering why their wandering papa don't come home But wild women don't worry, wild women don't have the blues Now when you got a man don't never be on the square Because if you do he'll have a woman everywhere I never was known to treat no one man right I keep them working hard both day and night But wild women don't worry, wild women don't have the blues I've got a disposition and a way of my own When my man starts kicking I let him find another home I get full of good liquor walk the streets all night Go home and put my man out if he don't act right But wild women don't worry, wild women don't have the blues You never get nothing by being an angel child You better change your ways and get me awhile I want to tell you something I wouldn't tell you a lie Wild women are the only kind that do But wild women don't worry, wild women don't have the blues