John Lee Hooker — Solid Sender

You's a solid sender, babe Baby, you send my soul You's a solid sender, babe Baby, you send my soul I lay my hands on your body, baby You chill me, you chill me through and through You don't wear no fine clothes, baby And you don't, you don't, you don't look too bad You don't wear no lipstick and powder, baby But you send my soul, send my soul on fire You's a natural born sender, baby You's a natural born sender, baby A sender, a sender I declare you a natural born sender, baby You send my soul, send my soul You please me Gave away Mmm Mmm You's a natural born sender, babe Sender, sender babe