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Baby I'm going
down town
and tell the chief police you
sicking your dogs on me

She went a-running
running and crying
she said, li-
sten god I ain't gonna do it no more,
ain't gonna do it no more

You done got
my money
now you trying to
sic your dogs on me

That's all right
little girl
how you do me
you ain't gonna do it again

I'm gonna tell
the chief
you got your dogs on me, told me
you didn't want me around

Oh li-
sten chief
she done got my money, now
sicking her dogs on me

She went to running and
crying
saying, sic 'em Butch because
Fido he won't bite

If you take
me back
I won't do it no more, baby don't
sic your dogs on me

She said, li-
sten daddy
don't you drive me
don't you drive me around
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