THAT THING'S A MESS As recorded by Kansas City Kitty and Georgia Tom, 1930. Run here, daddy; I want to show you what I got. Can't stand you searchin' 'cause it sure is hot. CHORUS: That thing's a mess. I mean, that thing's a mess! Ain't no need o' talkin'; that thing's mess to me. It aint the worst; it ain't the best. Ah, but you sure do handle it with a great success. It aint old-time; it's right up to date. Ought to come here and see it operate. ? I can't tell. You can tell it's good by the way it smells. Run here, sweet daddy; put your arms around my waist. Come up and get yourself a little taste. Let me put my hand on it, move it about. It done got hot; now it's runnin' out. Don't you let that ? rule you. Ah, but it makes me feel so peculiar. You understand me; I know you will. This thing we talkin' 'bout's a liquor still.
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