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  • 作词 : Robert Johnson
    作曲 : Robert Johnson
    Every time I'm walkin' down the street
    Some pretty mama start breakin' down with me
    Stop breakin' down
    Please, stop breakin' down
    Stuff I got to bust your brains out, baby
    Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind
    I can't walk the streets now to consulate my mind
    Some pretty mama starts breakin' down
    Stop breakin' down
    Please, stop breakin' down
    Stuff I got to bust your brains out, baby
    Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind
    Now, you Saturday night women, you love to ape and clown
    Won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down
    Stop breakin' down
    Please, stop breakin' down
    Stuff I got to bust your brains out, baby
    Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind
    Well, I give my baby the ninety-nine degrees
    She jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me
    Stop breakin' down
    Please, stop breakin' down
    Stuff I got to bust your brains out, baby
    Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind
    Well now, I can't start walkin' down the streets
    Some pretty woman start breakin' down with me
    Stop breakin' down
    Please, stop breakin' down
    Stuff I got to bust your brains out, baby
    Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind
  • 作词 : Robert Johnson
    作曲 : Robert Johnson
    Every time I'm walkin' down the street
    Some pretty mama start breakin' down with me
    Stop breakin' down
    Please, stop breakin' down
    Stuff I got to bust your brains out, baby
    Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind
    I can't walk the streets now to consulate my mind
    Some pretty mama starts breakin' down
    Stop breakin' down
    Please, stop breakin' down
    Stuff I got to bust your brains out, baby
    Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind
    Now, you Saturday night women, you love to ape and clown
    Won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down
    Stop breakin' down
    Please, stop breakin' down
    Stuff I got to bust your brains out, baby
    Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind
    Well, I give my baby the ninety-nine degrees
    She jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me
    Stop breakin' down
    Please, stop breakin' down
    Stuff I got to bust your brains out, baby
    Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind
    Well now, I can't start walkin' down the streets
    Some pretty woman start breakin' down with me
    Stop breakin' down
    Please, stop breakin' down
    Stuff I got to bust your brains out, baby
    Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind