Have mercy, been waitin' for the bus all day.
Have mercy, been waitin' for the bus all day.
I got my brown paper bag and my take-home pay.

Have mercy, old bus be packed up tight.
Have mercy, old bus be packed up tight.
Well, I'm glad just to get on and home tonight.

Right on, that bus done got me back.
Right on, that bus done got me back.
Well, I'll be ridin' on the bus till I Cadillac.

Well how much blues do you use
Before you use it up
And how many fools take a chance
Before they hit it lucky
Tomorrow's wanna be the day
It never seem to work that way

What's up with that
What's up with that
What's up with that
What's up with that

Everybody want a little more
Than they think they got
But what you might think it is,
Might really not be, baby
Pick it up or leave it lay
It always seem to slip away

What's up with that
What's up with that
What's up with that
What's up with that

Now how high will a river get
Before it overflows
And how long is the hole to China
It don't really know
This is what it's all about
There's always gonna be a doubt

What's up with that
What's up with that
What's up with that
What's up with that

I'm so tired, you on my head.
Whiskey'n mama, you shouldn't have said
you wanted me to be your lover true,
then turn around and treats me just likes you do.
I should have known better than to fool with a whiskey'n mama.

Now I could be right and could be wrong,
you been layin' out all night long.
You telephoned this mornin', said you'd be home soon.
The doorman said he seen you at the Club Blue Lagoon.
I should have known better than to fool with a whiskey'n mama.

Whiskey'n mama, you standin' there
with your curly hair
just to have you do me good.
I know you could if you only would.

Whiskey'n mama, you standin' there
with your curly hair
just to have you do me good.
I know you could if you only would.

Well, the sun come shinin' on the rain soaked street.
Whiskey'n mama, where can she be?
I guess I'll have to put you down on my list,
I didn't wanna do it but you insist.
I should have known better than to fool with a whiskey'n mama.

When I woke up this morning
I was feeling mighty good.
My baby understood had to do what she should
lying near a pile of wood.
Laying it on some,
playing with it some
when I, I woke up with wood.

I was lying there thinking 'bout basketball
trying not to lose my mind
my baby came to help and I let out a yell,
she grabbed me from behind.
Laying on it some,
playing with it some
when I, I woke up with wood.

Beauty queens fall in trances,
debutantes lose their furs.
But it felt so good from where they stood,
they were working on a pile of wood.
Laying on it some,
playing with it some
when I, I woke up with wood.

I hit the street running, had an angle in mind
Looking for a shelter, doing double overtime
I get a little crazy, but I won't be denied
Gotta find the time that takes the inside outside
Tumbling, in a world of swirl
Rumbling, in a world of swirl
In a world of swirl
Everything's hazy, everything's a blur
Isn't it amazing? checking outta where we were
It's so unpredictable, at the end of my rope
Gotta skate the ledge outta this kaleidoscope
Tumbling, in a world of swirl
Rumbling, in a world of swirl
In a world of swirl
In this cloud of dust, you've got to keep steady
Hang on you must, you better get ready
Over the ledge, ripping the curl
Riding the edge off into to twirl
Tumbling, in a world of swirl
Rumbling, in a world of swirl
In a world of swirl