Easy Slappin'

Last night papa came home
And he stood across the door
And mama said - no papa
You're drunk for sure

No easy slapping
No easy slapping
Easy slapping, but you'd better never touch this child

And when you walk down the street
You think you're mighty cool
But nothings ever said
Although everybody knows about your

Easy slapping
Your easy slapping
Easy slapping, but you'd better never touch this child

One night papa came home
And he stood across the door
And mama said - no papa
I can't take no more of your

Easy slapping
Your easy slapping
I'm sick of your slapping
So I'll leave before you hurt this child



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Lundy, Theophilus Beckford
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