Dinah Washington

Dinah Washington - Salty Papa Blues lyrics

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I've got a man, he treats me like a rat,
I said I've got a man, he treats me like a rat,
He gets me so worried I don't know where I'm at!

Papa, why are you so salty, why do you bring me down?
Mmm I said papa, why are you so salty, why do you bring 
me down?
There's no complaints when my other man comes round!

When I give you all my lovin', you say I wear you out,
When I give you none at all you say you can't do without!
I ain't the gal for you, you need a different kind,
Go get a fortune tellin' woman who knows how to read your 
mind!

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