Ah, my baby come walking Walking nice and slow Like a Mo My baby come Come nice and slow Wear a good man out Like a son of a bitch Then they turn around And smile at you, babe Like they didn't know you They pump that bad blood in ya Just like a fireman shooting dogs Fireman don't carry no guns Everybody knows that They pump that bad Just like a fireman shooting dogs Keep low when the shooting starts Um, um, huh The guitar, coming up My baby, say you lonesome I say, baby, you don't know what it means, naw, naw Kiss me and some of my friends My baby, say you lonesome I have a little drink and say You don't know what it means Ooh, man That German mustard Between your jeans