Aggravatin' papa : (don't you try to two-time me) / by Roy Turk and J. Russel Robinson

VERSE 01: I know a triflin' man,/ They call him "Triflin' Sam."/ He lives in Birmingham,/ 'Way down in Alabam'./ Now the other night,/ He had a fight with a gal named Mandy Brynn,/ And she plainly stated she was aggravated,/ As she shouted down at him:
CHORUS 01: "Aggravatin' papa, Don't you try to two-time me,/ I said don't two-time me!"/ Aggravatin' papa, Treat me kind or let me be,/ I mean just let me be./ Listen while I get you told/ Stop messin' 'round, sweet jelly roll,/ If you step out with a high brown baby,/ I'll smack you down and I don't mean "maybe."/ Aggravatin' papa, I'll do anything you say Yes, anything you say./ But when you go struttin', Do you struttin' 'round my way./ So papa, Just treat me pretty, Be nice and sweet,/ 'Cause I possess a forty-four that don't repeat,/ Aggravatin' papa, Don't you try to two-time me!"
VERSE 02: Now I don't mean to scold,/ But I must get you told,/ Keep flirtin' 'round so bold,/ You'll see my love grow cold./ Don't care who she is,/ Or what she does ain't a gal in this here town,/ That can love and pet you like your own sweet mamma,/ So you'd better throw 'em down:
CHORUS 02: "Aggravatin' papa, Don't you try to two-time me,/ I said don't two-time me!"/ Aggravatin' papa, Treat me kind or let me be,/ I mean just let me be./ Listen while I get you told/ Stop messin' 'round, sweet jelly roll,/ If you step out with a high brown baby,/ I'll smack you down and I don't mean "maybe."/ Aggravatin' papa, I'll do anything you say Yes, anything you say./ But when you go struttin', Do you struttin' 'round my way./ Now papa, You best be careful, As you can be,/ 'Cause I can beat you doin' what you're doin' me,/ Aggravatin' papa, Don't you try to two-time me!"
CHORUS 03: "Aggravatin' papa, Don't you try to two-time me,/ I said don't two-time me!"/ Aggravatin' papa, Treat me kind or let me be,/ I mean just let me be./ Listen while I get you told/ Stop messin' 'round, sweet jelly roll,/ If you step out with a high brown baby,/ I'll smack you down and I don't mean "maybe."/ Aggravatin' papa, I'll do anything you say Yes, anything you say./ But when you go struttin', Do you struttin' 'round my way./ Now papa, Once you were steady, Once you were true/ But papa, now sweet mamma can't depend on you,/ Aggravatin' papa, Don't you try to two-time me!"