Robert Johnson
Bad Stuff (vinyl lyrics)
Let you mix your magic potion
Weary sells a song
He hands out papers, he says
My man’s just begun

Hey, hold on me baby
And let me think before he comes
I said hey, bad stuff
Get out of here

You know he waters down his poison
He don’t mix with blood and bone
He gangs up to a stranger
Who gave him a son

Hey, hold on me baby
You’d better think before he comes
I said hey, bad stuff
Get out of here

Hey, get out of here

I said hе sure looks awful ugly
He ain’t got no thought for some
With grеy stuff in his back hair
He sure ain’t good for love
Hey, hold on me baby
You’d better think before he comes
I said hey, bad stuff
Get out of here

Goo-woo woman
Do that dirty washin’

I said he sure looks awful ugly
He ain’t got no thought for some
With grey stuff in his back hair
He sure ain’t good for love

Hey, hold on me baby
You’d better think before he comes
So I said hey, bad stuff
Get out of here

Yeah I said hey, bad stuff
Get out of here

So I said hey, bad stuff