Stop Breakin’ Down – The Jeff Healey Band (originally by Robert Johnson)

Everytime I’m walking all down the street,
Some pretty mama start breaking down on me
Stop breaking down, baby, please, stop breaking down
Stuff is gonna bust you brains out, baby,
Gonna make you lose your mind

You Saturday night women, now, you just ape and clown,
You don’t do nothing but tear my reputation down
Stop breaking down, mama, please, Stop breaking down
Stuff is gonna bust you brains out, baby,
Yeah, it’s gonna make you lose your mind

I love my baby ninety nine degrees
But that mama got a pistol, Laid down on me
Stop breaking down, baby, Please, Stop breaking down
Stuff is gonna bust you brains out, baby,
Yeah, it’s gonna make you lose your mind
Everytime I walking all down the street, some pretty women
Start breaking down on me stop breaking down, mama, please,stop breaking down