The Doors — Mean Mustard Blues

Well baby, you been away so long, woman I said baby, you've been away so long Well come on back, baby 'Cause your man wants you home I got a fine little baby weighs about five hundred pounds I got a fine little baby, weighs about five hundred pounds Well my woman makes love, boys You oughta come around Well we're fighting in the war, people gonna ball Sitsaw conka cheecha aw Alright now, baby, well it's alright I'm going home, back where I belong Oh Detroit, you're looking good, tonight I feel good in Detroit City Make those Cadillac's And make those other cars You know what the blues is You know I know you people know out there 'Cause I can feel you I can feel you boogeyin' all night