Everybody Knows About My Good Thing - Z.Z. Hill

I was talking to the postman

And he mentioned your name

Seems like everybody

Knows about my good thing

Call the plumber, darling

There must be a leak in my drain

Seems like everybody

Knows about my good thing

I was talking to my neighbor

About the way you wear your hair

They say you must have a lot of children

Because the milk man is always there

Call the plumber, darling

There must be a leak in my drain

Seems like everybody

Knows about my good thing

I was talking to the butcher

He said you always look neat

I guess that’s why my box

Always filled with meat

Call the plumber darling

There must be a leak in my drain

Seems like everybody

Knows about my good thing

Everybody knows about my good thing

Lord they just won’t leave my baby alone

Everybody knows about my good thing

Lord I’m talking about my baby

They just won’t leave my baby alone

It makes me wanna shout sometimes

It makes me wanna scream sometimes