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Albert Collins

Too Many Dirty Dishes

 

Too Many Dirty Dishes

(album: Cold Snap - 1986)


Too many dirty dishes in the sink for just us two
I said, too many dirty dishes in the sink for just us two
You got me wondering, baby
Who's making dirty dishes with you?

I get up an' go to work in the mo'ning
I come right home at night
When I leave the sink is empty
When I come back home
She got 'em stacked up out of sight

Too many dirty dishes in the sink just for us two
Well you got me wondering baby
Who's making dirty dishes with you?

Look at this kitchen!
Pots an' pans, ev'rywhere, it's pitiful!
Look at all these glasses laying all up on the sink!
Looks like she even had a party up in here, too
You wait 'til I see this woman, when she get home

That glass over there, got a cigar in it or sump'in
I don't smoke no cigar
Um, serving caviar
I don't eat no caviar
What's wrong with this woman?
All these pots in here, gonna run me some water right here

Yeah now, you wait 'til I see this woman when she get home
Pots 'n pans all stacked up here

There's a pot, let me scrap this pot out

Oh, it's pitiful an' I don't know why this woman come an' have a party
When I'm at work

Getting all this stuff under my fingernails
Run some more water in here
Yeah, now I can wash these glasses out, wash them up first

Yeah, that's pretty clean now, though
Now I got all this, now I gotta work on these pots a little bit more
Makes me so mad, I don't know what to do

Thought I was her husband, 'stead a maid!

Like ol red chili or something all done got dried up on all these pots

She never fix me none of this good food!

You wait 'til that woman get home, I'm scrapping all these pots for her

I've done your dirty dishes
How much am I suppose to take?
When I left I had corn flakes for breakfast
Now there's a bone from a T-bone steak

Too many dirty dishes in the sink for just us two
You've got me wondering baby
Who in the hell is making dirty dishes with you?

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