Kill-It-Kid Rag

In Miami on old Sixth Avenue
Whatever the men she went with, they can do
Women and men showin' what they can do
About kill it, kid
Hot mama, let's kill it, kid

Out in the alley and in the streets
All the gals and boys you meet
They want to kill it, kid
Hot mama, let's kill it, kid
Yeah, kill it

Sister Kate grabbed Brother Moore
Shoved her shimmy across the floor
They want to kill it, kid
Hot mama, let's kill it, kid

Put out the light 'bout half past one
We gonna dance from now till sun
We gonna dance till another sun
Kill it, kid
Hot mama, let's kill it, kid

Ain't got no ma and ain't got no pa
Put out the lights and call the law
Want to kill it, kid
Hot mama, let's kill it, kid. Yes, yes, yes

(Bring me another half pint of gin
Then we'll go back honey we'll dance again)

Throw your hands way up high
Grab me, honey, and make me cry
We're gonna kill it, kid
Hot mama, let's kill it, kid

People come from miles around
Come in money, want to break 'em down
Come in Miami to break 'em down
I want to kill it, kid
Oh, baby, let's kill it, kid

Yellow gal from East and Main
I know she'd kill that thing
Here's a gal from eastern Maine
Why don't she kill that thing?
She want to kill it, kid
Hot mama, let's kill it, kid

Devil that's trouble...
Tell these Florida women how to Eagle Rock
Take a little trip on the mountain top
Show these Florida women how to eagle rock
You want to kill it, kid
Oh, baby, let's kill it, kid

All you gals on Sixth Avenue
Show these Georgia women what they can do
About kill it, kid
Hot mama, let's kill it, kid

(Come on gal you can't be my boss broad
Just got back from way up north
I want to kill it kid)

Throw your hands and hold me tight
We gonna kill it the rest o' the night
I want to kill it, kid
Hot mama, let's kill it, kid

You can kill it with a Cadillac, kill it with a Ford
I believe she can kill it on a runnin' board
She want to kill it, kid
Hot mama, let's kill it, kid



Credits
Writer(s): Willie Mctell
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