Original lyrics

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Well, excuse me, baby What in the world is going on? Got an earful of trouble When I called you on the telephone Yeah Well, you're screaming and crying Bitching how bad you been used Well, I aidn't got nothing for you Now I'm strapping on my travelling shoes Well, I ain't got nothing for you I ain't got nothing for you Don't stand there with your hand out, honey I ain't got nothing for you No, baby Oh yeah Well, I ran into your mama At the bar last Saturday night Well, the last thing I'd ever want to do Is not to treat you right She's been telling everybody in town I'm the one you need Well, my tracks out of the driveway'll Be the last thing you see of me (Right now, baby) Well, I ain't got nothing for you I ain't got nothing for you Well, don't stand there with your hand out, honey I ain't got nothing for you No, I can't shut you up I can't shut you down Oh, no, no, no I can't shut you off You're still around, yeah Well, I can't shut you up No, no, I can't shut you down No no, no no, no I can't shut you off (Well, I ain't got nothing for you) I ain't got nothing for you Don't stand there with your hand out, honey I ain't got nothing for you (No no, no no, no) Well, I ain't got nothing for you (I can't shut you up) No, I ain't got nothing for you (Oh, I can't shut you down) Well, don't you be looking for a handout, honey (I can't shut you off) I ain't got nothing for you (Oh, no) Oh yeah