Your Bread Ain't Done - Albert King

When I first saw you

Walkin' down the street

I said to myself

«There's a girl I’d like to meet»

Oh babe

I thought that you were the one

After lookin' you over

I found that your bread ain’t done

She always liked her liquor

She has a taste in her hand

She drank more booze

Than the member in the band

Oh babe

I thought that you were the one, yeah

But I found out later

Little girl, your bread ain’t done

After I talked wit' you

I felt there was something wrong

The lights was on in the kitchen

But was nobody home

Oh babe

I thought that you were the one

After lookin' you over

I found that your bread ain’t done