Well, you're standing on the corner, flagging all the girls you see
Now do like EC and let those ladies be
You know that's wrong, man, you know that's wrong
Boy, you better get control, that's how you got killed before
That girl you just met who got a big guy for a pal
Who'll put knots on your head for messing with his gal
So take it steady, man, let those women go
Well, I'm just trying to tell you, that's how you got killed before
Now, you wouldn't listen, Ephrom, you got two black eyes
That's what you get, Daddy, for messing with men's wives
So take it steady, whoa, let those women go
Well, I'm just trying to tell you, that's how you got killed before
The Dirty Dozen Brass Band - That's How You Got Killed Before Lyrics
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Well, you're standing on the corner, flagging all the girls you see
Now do like EC and let those ladies be
You know that's wrong, man, you know that's wrong
Boy, you better get control, that's how you got killed before
That girl you just met who got a big guy for a pal
Who'll put knots on your head for messing with his gal
So take it steady, man, let those women go
Well, I'm just trying to tell you, that's how you got killed before
Now, you wouldn't listen, Ephrom, you got two black eyes
That's what you get, Daddy, for messing with men's wives
So take it steady, whoa, let those women go
Well, I'm just trying to tell you, that's how you got killed before
Now do like EC and let those ladies be
You know that's wrong, man, you know that's wrong
Boy, you better get control, that's how you got killed before
That girl you just met who got a big guy for a pal
Who'll put knots on your head for messing with his gal
So take it steady, man, let those women go
Well, I'm just trying to tell you, that's how you got killed before
Now, you wouldn't listen, Ephrom, you got two black eyes
That's what you get, Daddy, for messing with men's wives
So take it steady, whoa, let those women go
Well, I'm just trying to tell you, that's how you got killed before
Writer: DAVE BARTHOLOMEW
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Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC