B.B. King
B.B. King - Beware, Brother, Beware songtekst
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Hey, fellas, yes, you, fellas, listen to me, I got something to tell you And I want you to listen to every word and govern yourselves accordingly Now, you see these girls with these fine diamonds, fine furs and fine clothes Well, they're looking for a husband and you're listening to a man who knows They ain't foolin', and if you fool around with them You're gonna get yourself in a schoolin' Listen, if she saves you dough, and won't go to the show Beware If she's easy to kiss and won't resist Beware And if you go for a walk, and she listens while you talk She's tryin' to hook you And nobody's lookin' and she asks you to taste her cookin' Don't do it, don't do it And if you go to a show and she wants to sit in the back row Bring her down front, bring her right down front If you wanna go for a snack, and she wants to sit in the booth in the back Beware And listen, if she's used to caviar and fine silk When you go out with her she wanna a hot dog and a malted milk She's trying to get you If you're used to goin' to Carnegie Hall, but when you take her out night clubing All she wants is one meatball You better take it easy If she grabs your hand and says, "Darling, you're such a nice man" Beware, I'm telling you (Should I tell them no more?) (Tell them everything) You better listen to me 'cause I'm telling you what's being put down You better pick up on it If her sister calls your brother, you better get further I'm telling you, you better watch it And if she's acting kind of wild, and she says, "Darling, give me a trial" Don't you do it, don't be weak, don't give it to her And if she smiles in your face and just melts into place Let her melt, forget it, let her melt (Should I tell them no more?) (Tell them everything) Now listen, if she calls you up on the phone, and says, "Darling, are you all alone?" Tell her, "No, no, I've got two, three women with me" Don't pay no attention to women Stand up for your right, be a man, be a man (Are you listening?) If you turn out the lights and she don't fight That's the end, it's too late She's got you hooked, you might as well stick with her (Should I tell them no more?) If you get home about two and don't know what to do You pull back the curtains, and the whole family's looking at you Get your business straight Set the date, don't be late Brother, beware, beware, beware Brother, you better beware