The Royal Bopsters - Rusty Dusty Blues Lyrics

If you wanna keep a gal, you gotta scold her!
Jon did it, an' here's what he told her:
If you dig havin' me hang around 'stead o' those other guys,
Listen to me, Baby, ya gotta lose those lux'ry eyes.
An' when I take you strollin',
You won't need no diamonds and rubies and satins and laces
To dig the envy on the other faces.
Oh no siree,
You won't get wealthy on me.
Now listen while I tell ya!

Mama, don't you beg your daddy for no diamond ring.
(You're gonna get rhinestones!)
Mama, don't you beg your daddy for no diamond ring,
(Get some money and you can buy us both a fine stone!)
'Cause, Mama, you already got
(That's right!)
The best of ev'rything.

I seen you ridin' 'round in a brand new car.
(You ride on some rubber, Baby!)
I seen you ridin' 'round in a brand new car.
(Straight brand new, and I don't mean maybe!)
I know you couldn't buy it you're not used to caviar.
(You never knew no better your diet was franks and beans!)

Now, get up, get up, get up, get up, woman!
Get up off your big fat rusty dusty!
(I'm here lookin' for bread!)
Get up, get up, get up, get up, woman!
Get up off your big fat rusty dusty!
(Offerin' love instead!)
Get up, Mama!
Get up before you get too rusty!
(Honey, get money!)

Now you've got the very best,
(Oh, yes!)
Best of ev'rything.
Yes, Baby, you got the best of ev'rything.
You better lose that champagne taste,
(I knew ya when you drank gin!)
'Cause I'm so afraid, Mama,
You're lettin' me go to waste!

You're tastin'
I'm wastin'.
Get love and come on in.
Yeah!