Sweet Papa Di Songtext

Yeah they call me Sweet Papa Di, yeah I tell you, I spread my sugar all around Yeah, I mean all around They keep a-standin' in line Every time Papa Di come to town, yeah Ooo I'm a hound I love 'em all one by one Yeah I'll even stand & look at me down Just like a child Yeah they call me Sweet Papa Di, yeah Yeah but the honey drippin' from the vine, yeah Ooo the vine I've got a reputation, pretty love girls oughta live my lips Ooo I feel every time I love 'em all round the clock They come home beggin' all the time, yeah so fine Yeah I'll tell you all about a woman in Texas I'm older than Tennessee I'm sentimental Rockies, floatin' Wyoming Yeah, Atlanta outside of travel, Miami was the best, yeah & back in New York town, women, yeah, gotta get some rest Yeah they call me Sweet Papa Di I'm a specialist on the heart & the soul Yeah the Jelly Roll As long as you fine things need me Yeah, Papa Di won't let your love get cold Bless your souls (instrumental) (repeat last 2 verses)