Lyric The Dirty Dozen (1930)

Want all you women, to fall in line.
Shake your shimmy, like I shake mine.
You shake your shimmy, you shake it fast.
Can t shake it shimmy, shake it yes, yes, yes.

Ah, you dirty mistreater, you robber and you cheater.
Slip you in a dozen, your pappy and your cousin.
Your mama do the Lordy, Lord.

Yonder goes your mama, across the field.
Slippin and slidin , like an automobile.
You called to your mama, and told her to wait.
She was slippin and slidin , like a Cadillac Eight.

She s a runnin mistreater, a robber and a cheater.
Slip you in a dozen, your pappy and your cousin.
Your mama do the Lordy, Lord.

I like your mama, like your sister too.
Didn t like your papa, but he wouldn t do.
I met him on the corner, the other day.
I soon found out, he was funny that way.

He s a funny mistreater, a robber and a cheater.
Slip you in a dozen, your pappy and your cousin.
Your mama do the Lordy, Lord.

God made an elephant, he made him stout.
He wasn t satisfied, till he made him a snout.
He made him a snout, as long as a rail.
He wasn t satisfied, till he made him a tail.
He made him a tail, just to fan the flies.
He wasn t satisfied, till he made him some eyes.
He made him sick, and he made him well.
You know by that, an elephant caught hell.

He s a burnin mistreater, a robber and a cheater.
Slip you in a dozen, your pappy and your cousin,
Your mama do the Lordy, Lord.