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Muddy Waters Can’t Be Satisfied

I was born in Mississippi, ‘longside of the river
My mother died when I was young
My grandmother was my caregiver
She said, “Keep your big ideas to yourself, boy
Else wise you’ll be crucified”
Muddy Waters can’t be satisfied
Muddy Waters can’t be satisfied

Another round for the table
I need to see the menu again
Waiter, fill my glass please
“Yes, sir, say when”
Man, this girl at the next table, she’s killing me
Yeah, I think I’ve gone to heaven and died
Muddy Waters can’t be satisfied

My heart’s got a hole in it
A thousand miles wide
Fill it up and it’s empty again in no time
You can’t go home now
You’re just starting to whet my appetite
Besides, I hate to go to bed hungry
Yeah, I hate to be alone at night

The river is warm and so inviting
Chocolate milk and cream
Take off your clothes and slip down into my magnolia dream
You can push it under the water
Sooner or later it will rise
Muddy Waters can’t be satisfied
Yeah, Muddy Waters can’t be satisfied
Muddy Waters can’t be satisfied