B.b. King

Mama dont you beg your daddy for no diamond ring

Mama dont you beg your daddy for no diamond ring

Cause mama you already got the best of everything



I see you riding round, baby, riding in a brand new car

I see you riding round, baby, riding in a brand new car

I know you couldnt buy it sitting on your caviar

Now your bracelets, your furs and that Paris label

Theyre laying right there, laying on the table

Theyll come, hop, skip, and jumping as long as youre able

Go get me some money baby, and lay it on the table



Get up, get up, get up, get up, woman

Get up off your big, fat rusty dusty, dont you hear me woman

Get up, get up, get up, get up, woman

Get up off your big, fat rusty dusty

Get up mama, before it gets too rusty



Now youve got the very best, the best of everything

And baby, honey, you know how to do everything

You even got that champagne taste

But Im so afraid baby, oh, youll let me go to waste



Get up, get up, get up, get up, woman

Get up off your big, fat rusty dusty, dont you hear me

Get up, get up, get up, mama

Get up off your big, fat rusty dusty

Get up mama, before it gets too rusty
[ Rusty Dusty Blues (Mama Mama Blues) Lyrics ]