Third Street Woman Blues

Hmm-mmm, where my Third Street woman now?
 Hmm-mmm, where my Third Street woman now?
 Thought she would cheat street me, got the coldest stuff in town
 Don't like my ch-chick... 1
 I had so much chicken till I heard cluckin' in my sleep
 I got so much chicken till I heard cluckin' in my sleep
 Don't like my table, mama, please don't dig so deep
 Hmm hmm, I got a... 2
 She's a big fat mama with the meat shakin' on her bone
 She's a big fat mama with the meat shakin' on her bone
 And every time she shake it, Lord, a hustlin' woman lose her home
 She's got something that the men call a stingaree
 She's got something that the men call a stingaree
 Four o'clock every morning, you turn it loose on me
 Hmm-mmm, where my Third Street woman gone?
 Hmm-mmm, where my Third Street woman gone?
 Believe to my soul, she would hustle everywhere but home
 If you can't be my rollin' mama, you can't spend your change
 If you can't be my rollin' mama, you can't spend my change