Somebody's Gotta Go (08-22-44) - Cootie Williams

You said I was your friend, boy

A friend you really did like

But every time I leave home

You bite me in the back

That’s why I don’t want you

Hanging 'round my home no more

Yeah, that’s why I’m tellin' you, buddy

Somebody sure has got to go

I come home in the evenin'

My daily work is done

My bed is all torn up

And my supper is never done

That’s why I don’t want you

Hanging 'round my wife no more

Yeah, that’s why I’m tellin' you, buddy

Somebody sure has got to go

You’ve been tellin' everybody

That you’re just plain in luck

My wife cook m neck bones and beans

And sh cook you chicken and duck

That’s why I don’t want you

Hanging 'round my home no more

Yeah, that’s why I’m tellin' you, buddy

Somebody sure has got to go