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Trick Bag - The Meters

Twelve o' clock at night, you walk out the door.

You told me baby, you were going to the drug-store.

Well, in my mind, I knew you were lying;

The drug-store closed at a quarter to nine.

I say I saw you kissing Jimmy across the fence,

I heard you telling Jimmy I ain't got no sense.

The way you've been acting is such a drag;

You done put me in a trick-bag.

When I come home, start an argument,

Just to keep you from asking where my voodoo went.

Peep out the front door, I hear the back door slam.

I peek out of my window, somebody's taking it on the lam.

I say I saw you kissing Jimmy across the fence,

I heard you telling Jimmy I ain't got no sense.

The way you've been acting is such a drag;

You done put me in a trick-bag.

We had a fight, then you got mad;

Got on the telephone, called your mom and dad.

Dad said, "She's my daughter and I'm her pa,

And you ain't nothing but a son-in-law."

I say I saw you kissing Jimmy across the fence,

I heard you telling Jimmy I ain't got no sense.

The way you've been acting is such a drag;

You done put me in a trick-bag.

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah