Dead Cats On The Line

You Chicago women run hand in hand

You run around with one another's man

There's a dead cat on the line

There's a dead cat on the line

I ain't lyin', you're the cheatin' kind

There's a dead cat on the line

You come home at night talkin' out your head

You have to take a bath before you go to bed

You're in such a sniffer gettin' mighty strung

When you shake hands you got to hold it so long

She as standin' in church with her own man

I saw you when you tickled her in her hand

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You're brownskin, your husband ain't fair

Your children all yellin' got curly hair

Early this mornin' 'bout half past four

I seen Bill Johnson comin' out your door

There's one thing I can't understand

You broke up your home and quit your reg'lar man