You Chicago women run hand in hand
You run around with one another`s man
[chorus:] There`s a dead cat on the line
There`s a dead cat on the line
I ain`t lyin`, you`re the cheatin` kind
There`s a dead cat on the line
You come home at night talkin` out your head
You have to take a bath before you go to bed
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You`re in such a sniffer gettin` mighty strung
When you shake hands you got to hold it so long
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She as standin` in church with her own man
I saw you when you tickled her in her hand
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(Play it now!)
You`re brownskin, your husband ain`t fair
Your children all yellin` got curly hair
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Early this mornin` `bout half past four
I seen Bill Johnson comin` out your door
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There`s one thing I can`t understand
You broke up your home and quit your reg`lar man
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