Buddy Guy - Talkin About Women Obviously Lyrics

You know I don't want no woman
Junior Wells is a close friend,
But if I had no longer, I'd mind

You know I don't want no woman
Junior Wells if I had no longer
I'd mind

You know she ain't nothin'
But trouble, Junior (say what)
Yeah, Junior you know she keep
Me buying wigs all the time

Now that's about mine, let me
Hear about yours

You know I take my woman
To the hairdresser
You know just the other day

The hairdresser say, "I can't
Straighten your woman's hair man.
God knows I can grease her hair"

I told her, "No, ever had no lone
O'mine" (have to watch it now)
Lord she ain't good, but
Nothing but trouble
Keep a poor man buying
Her wigs all the time

Why you know the woman
Just won't be true
Oh why Junior, you know
The woman yes won't be true

You know she runnin'
'Round on me Junior
Do everything that I don't
Want that woman to do

But I can stop
I am never home

I got a 32-20 on a 45 frame
I got to shoot that short
Had woman 'cause she love
Another man

I don't want no woman
Ever had no woman
Lord she ain't good, but
Nothin' but trouble (yeah)
Keep a poor man buyin'
Her wigs all the time

Tell me about yours just
One more time, would you?

Well my mama told me
When I was 'bout sixteen
Say you gonna meet some little girl
And she gonna be in blue jean

She gonna have long hair
And it's come from nowhere
And if you don't watch
That little girl
You know one day that
Girl's gonna be your gal

I said she,
Junior well
You gonna give me the blues
After a little while,
I just can't. Yeah

Go ahead and tell me
'Bout it now

I bet my last deuce on a race horse
He left bleedin' in a stretcher
He took one look at
My short-haired woman
And he fell and broke his neck

I don't want no woman
Ever had no no woman
Lord she ain't good, for
Nothin' but trouble
Keep a man buyin'
Wigs all the time

Tell me 'bout yours
Just one more time,
I got to know about it
Just one more time

I got a little bit of girl
I had about so long
I bought me a Cadillac, Junior
Just to long as I belove home
I'm tryin' to tell ya'

Oh I got the blues
Well you know I got the blues
So bad Junior
I think we oughta do
This thing all night long

It's four, five, six, seven
And eight, nine and ten
I want this show woman
To come and see me
Just as soon as she can

I don't want walk with a
Woman with a hand out
I tryin' to spend my dough
I just want to tell ma' girl
She liked the guy next girl

I don't want no woman
Ever had no woman
Lord she ain't good, for
Nothin' but trouble
Keep a man buyin'
Wigs all the time

No no no no no no
Oh Lord