Junk Man

[Intro]

Junk man, junk man

Moochin' round Harlem town

When all the lights are dim

Junk man, junk man

Moochin' round Harlem town

I've got a job for him

[Verse]

I'm gonna give that junk man my broken heart

The broken heart I got from you

I'm gonna give that junk man my broken heart

For a loaded thirty-two

I'm gonna give that junk man my old glad rags

I'm gonna wear a gown of black

You better pack your trunk, man, and pack your bags

'Cause I'm headin' on your track

[Chorus]

Now I ain't braggin', no, no

And you can't throw me down

I'm gonna fix your wagon, yeah, man

So you can't go to town

I'm gonna do you right, 'cause you done me wrong

I'm gonna do you black and blue

Then I'll tell that junk man to come along

And pick up what's left of you

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]

Now I ain't braggin', no, no

And you can't throw me down

I'm gonna fix your wagon, yeah, man

So you can't go to town

I'm gonna do you right, 'cause you done me wrong

I'm gonna do you black and blue

And then I'll tell that junk man to come along

And pick up what's left of you

[Outro]

I'm gonna tеll that junk man

I'm gonna tell that junk man

I'm gonna tell that junk man

Pick up what's left of you

Gеt your shit and get out