Papa Was a Rascal

Well well

Well well

There was a sweet white woman

Down in Savannah, G.A

She made love to my daddy

In front the K.K.K

She made love to my daddy

You know in front the K.K.K

You know my papa went to Boston

And took a gangster's gal

She stole away with my papa

From old Italian Sal

She stole away with my papa

You know from old Italian Sal

Yeah! Yeah!

…

You know my momma and my sister

They both begin to say:

"You know we all better watch out

For the C.I.A."

You know we all gotta watch out

Watch out for the C.I.A

Yeah Yeah

You know we all gotta watch out

Watch out for the C.I.A

Yeah Yeah

…

Are you bad?

Are you bad?

Are you bad?

Are you bad?

Are you back to be bad?

You know my papa was a preacher

And a lover too

Well if my papa was a rascal

Why can't I be one, too?

You know my papa was a rascal

I think I want to be one, too

Yeah!

You know my papa was a rascal

I think I want to be one, too

Yeah! Yeah!

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