Youve Got To Beat Me To Keep Me

You've Got to Beat Me to Keep Me - Louis Armstrong (路易斯·阿姆斯特朗)/Ma Rainey

I know a gal peculiar gal her name is Susie-Anne

She raises sand to beat the band

To aggravate her man

He totes knives and pistols

Just to keep in trim

And when her man ain't knocking her down

This is what she says to him

You've got to beat me to keep me

'Cause mama loves a hard boiled man

So don't you let no man cheat me

If he's got a good right hand

Beat me up for breakfast

Knock me down for tea

Black my eye for supper

Then you're pleasing me

You've got to beat me to keep me

'Cause mama loves a hard boiled man

Mama don't want no diamond rings

And she don't want no swell clothes

Flail me daddy til it stings

Across my mouth and nose

I don't want no hug and kiss

I don't want no love and smile

Beat me with your hand or fist

Papa like I was your child

You've got to beat me to keep me

'Cause mama loves a hard boiled man

So don't you let no man cheat me

If he's got a good right hand

Come down in my kitchen

Leave all beaf pans

Beat me to a frazzle with your skillets pots and pans

You will beat me to keep me

'Cause mama loves a hard boiled man