B.B. King - Rusty Dusty Blues Lyrics
Mama don't you beg your daddy for no diamond ringMama don't you beg your daddy for no diamond ring'cause mama you already got the best of everythingI see you riding 'round, baby, riding in a brand new carI see you riding 'round, baby, riding in a brand new carI know you couldn't buy it sitting on your caviarNow your bracelets, your furs and that paris labelThey're laying right there, laying on the tableThey'll come, hop, skip, and jumping as long as you're ableGo get me some money baby, and lay it on the tableGet up, get up, get up, get up, womanGet up off your big, fat rusty dusty, don't you hear me womanGet up, get up, get up, get up, womanGet up off your big, fat rusty dustyGet up mama, before it gets too rustyNow you've got the very best, the best of everythingAnd baby, honey, you know how to do everythingYou even got that champagne tasteBut i'm so afraid baby, oh, you'll let me go to wasteGet up, get up, get up, get up, womanGet up off your big, fat rusty dusty, don't you hear meGet up, get up, get up, mamaGet up off your big, fat rusty dustyGet up mama, before it gets too rusty