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little faggot ho. please give me some
Shit to work with, 'cuz right now I'm all it kid, suck my dick kid, like your
Daddy did.

Fred: who the fuck you
gonna get it down raw. 
Or whatever, you know what I'm talking about? 
You know what I'm talking about right? 

[Fred]
So obviously, you really
bout this guy named Fred and this girl named Nancy
But word, when it was over, I said, "Yo! That was def!"
And everything seemed all right when we left
fancy
About this homeboy named Fred
And this girl named Nancy
But, word! When it was over, I said, "Yo, that was def!"
And everything seemed alright
on laughin' just so I wouldn't cry

Anyway, he bought blue orchids for my hair
I felt like Ginger Rogers after she lost Fred Astaire
I got by last night
to nothing,
That I had time for nothing,
Said I wasn't from the velars
Or the sellers by your gunman,
I can see the folks now he got what he had coming,
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe

Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
fancy
About this homeboy named Fred
And this girl named Nancy
But, word! When it was over, I said, yo, that was def!
And everything seemed alright
piano, Fred Williams - drums
Chicago May 17, 1940
Album: 'Sugar Mama'
The Essential Recordings of Sonny Boy Williamson
Indigo Recording Ltd IGOCD 2014
The girls won't be on you, Fred your face is all burnt!";
I patted him on the shoulder said, ";Thanks for stopping by.";
Then I opened up the door and said
The girls won't be on you, Fred your face is all burnt!";
I patted him on the shoulder said, ";Thanks for stopping by.";
Then I opened up the door and said
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
dollar's for a tape, Too Short and Freddy be	
Money in my pocket's all I ever need
It was me, Fred B, and Freddy Brack 
Dipped the sermon sticks then we
Short and Freddy be
Money in my pocket's all I ever need

It was me, Fred be and Freddy Brack
Dipped the sermon sticks then we smoked them phat
While we
fancy
About this homeboy named Fred
And this girl named Nancy
But, word! When it was over, I said, "Yo, that was def!"
And everything seemed alright
And then I was taking the pictures
but the exposure thing wasn't right
and I was going to call Fred or Gerry
to find out how to get set it
I was too late
This song was first released on the Autograph album. It is the only album it has been released on.



He was stranded in some tiny town
On fair
Yeah we gettin' real on this album y'all. 
You know I'm hearin' all these  rumors out here bout, 
They ran $hort Dogg up outta East Oakland.
away down by the Dixie Highway,
Yeah, down by the Dixie Highway.

My love, my love, movin' to the left now, movin' to the right.
My love, my love,
beat, you gotta feel that treat- 
ment by the bass, by the drums in your face 
wanna see your left hand wanna see your right hand 
still u gotta know
glasses, with wine up to yar 

Then somebody grabbed me, threw me outta my chair 
Said before you can eat, you gotta dance like Fred Astaire-aire

You
Combined versions from Norman Blake and Doc Watson

A group of jolly cowboys discussing plans at ease
Said one I'll tell you something, boys, if you
think we found the right person there,
Roland. and I think the album says everything. yeah, I wrote "kids of the
Century" about more than two years ago
the bed head 
Who is it? (Fred) Who? 
Who the fuck is Fred, I stood by the door 
By that time someone jumped in the window 
Now what the fuck was I do?