Biography:
Lucille Bogan (April 1, 1897 - August 10, 1948) was an American blues singer, among the first to be recorded. She also recorded under the pseudonym Bessie Jackson. Bogan sang straight-talking blues about drinking ("Sloppy Drunk Blues"), prostitution ("Tricks Ain't Walking No More"), gambling, lesbianism and other facets of what her generation called 'the life'. The jazz critic and sexologist Ernest Borneman grouped her with Ma Rainey and Bessie Smith in the "the big three of the blues".
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[Verse 1]
C C
I got nipples on my titties, big as the end of my thumb,
C C
I got somethin' between my legs'll make a dead man come,
F F C C
Oh daddy, baby won't you shave 'em dry? Now, draw it out!
G F C C
Want you to grind me baby, grind me until I cry.
[Verse 2]
C C
Say I fucked all night, and all the night before baby,
C C
And I feel just like I wanna, fuck some more,
F F C C
Oh great God daddy, grind me honey and shave me dry,
G F C C
And when you hear me holler baby, want you to shave it dry.
[Verse 3]
C C
I got nipples on my titties, big as the end of my thumb,
C C
Daddy you say that's the kind of 'em you want,
F F C C
and you can make 'em come, Oh, daddy shave me dry,
G F C C
And I'll give you somethin' baby, swear it'll make you cry.
[Verse 4]
C C
I'm gon' turn back my mattress, and let you oil my springs,
C C
I want you to grind me daddy, 'til the bell do ring,
F F C C
Oh daddy, want you to shave 'em dry,
G F C C
Oh great God daddy, if you can't shave 'em baby won't you try?
[Verse 5]
C C
Now if fuckin' was the thing, that would take me to heaven,
C C
I'd be fuckin' in the studio, till the clock strike eleven,
F F C C
Oh daddy, daddy shave 'em dry,
G F C C
I would fuck you baby, honey I'd make you cry.
[Verse 6]
C C
Now your nuts hang down like a damn bell sapper,
C C
And your dick stands up like a steeple,
F F
Your goddam ass-hole stands open like a church door,
C C
And the crabs walks in like people.
G F C C G F C C
Ow, shit! Ooh! Baby, won't you shave 'em dry?
[Verse 7]
C C
A big sow gets fat from eatin' corn,
C C
And a pig gets fat from suckin',
F F
Reason you see this whore, fat like I am,
C C
Great God, I got fat from fuckin'.
G F C C
Eeeeh! Shave 'em dry.
[Verse 8]
C C
My back is made of whalebone, and my cock is made of brass,
C C
And my fuckin' is made for workin' men's two dollars,
G G C C
Great God, round to kiss my ass,
G F C C
Oh! Whoo, daddy, shave 'em dry.
C C
I got nipples on my titties, big as the end of my thumb,
C C
I got somethin' between my legs'll make a dead man come,
F F C C
Oh daddy, baby won't you shave 'em dry? Now, draw it out!
G F C C
Want you to grind me baby, grind me until I cry.
[Verse 2]
C C
Say I fucked all night, and all the night before baby,
C C
And I feel just like I wanna, fuck some more,
F F C C
Oh great God daddy, grind me honey and shave me dry,
G F C C
And when you hear me holler baby, want you to shave it dry.
[Verse 3]
C C
I got nipples on my titties, big as the end of my thumb,
C C
Daddy you say that's the kind of 'em you want,
F F C C
and you can make 'em come, Oh, daddy shave me dry,
G F C C
And I'll give you somethin' baby, swear it'll make you cry.
[Verse 4]
C C
I'm gon' turn back my mattress, and let you oil my springs,
C C
I want you to grind me daddy, 'til the bell do ring,
F F C C
Oh daddy, want you to shave 'em dry,
G F C C
Oh great God daddy, if you can't shave 'em baby won't you try?
[Verse 5]
C C
Now if fuckin' was the thing, that would take me to heaven,
C C
I'd be fuckin' in the studio, till the clock strike eleven,
F F C C
Oh daddy, daddy shave 'em dry,
G F C C
I would fuck you baby, honey I'd make you cry.
[Verse 6]
C C
Now your nuts hang down like a damn bell sapper,
C C
And your dick stands up like a steeple,
F F
Your goddam ass-hole stands open like a church door,
C C
And the crabs walks in like people.
G F C C G F C C
Ow, shit! Ooh! Baby, won't you shave 'em dry?
[Verse 7]
C C
A big sow gets fat from eatin' corn,
C C
And a pig gets fat from suckin',
F F
Reason you see this whore, fat like I am,
C C
Great God, I got fat from fuckin'.
G F C C
Eeeeh! Shave 'em dry.
[Verse 8]
C C
My back is made of whalebone, and my cock is made of brass,
C C
And my fuckin' is made for workin' men's two dollars,
G G C C
Great God, round to kiss my ass,
G F C C
Oh! Whoo, daddy, shave 'em dry.
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