Bessie Smith - Aggravatin Papa Lyrics

I know a drivin' man
They call him driver Sam
He lives in Birmingham
Way down in Alabam

Now, the other night
He had a fight with a gal named Mandy Brown
She kept on saying he was aggravatin'
And she shouted out to him

Aggravatin' Papa, don't you try to two-time me
I said, don't two-time me
Aggravatin' Papa, treat me kind or let me be
I mean, just let me be

It's been awhile, I'll get you told
Stop messin' round, sweet jellyroll
If you stay out with a high-brown baby
I'll smack you down and I don't mean maybe

Aggravatin' Papa, I'll do anything you say, anything you say
But when you go struttin', do your strut around my way
So, papa, just treat me pretty, be nice and kind
The way you treated me will make me lose my mind
Aggravatin' Papa, don't you try to two-time me

Just treat me pretty, be nice and sweet
I got a darn forty-four that don't repeat
Aggravatin' Papa, don't you try to two-time me