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Album: Miscellaneous (1994)
Artists: Waters Ethel

  1. After All These Years
  2. At the New Jump Steady Ball
  3. Bring Me Your Greenbacks
  4. Brown Baby
  5. Dinah
  6. Down Home Blues
  7. Dying With the Blues
  8. Ev'rybody Mess Aroun'
  9. Georgia Blues
  10. Heebie Jeebies
  11. I Wonder What's Become of Joe
  12. I'm Saving It All For You
  13. I've Found a New Baby
  14. If You Can't Hold the Man You Love
  15. Jazzin' Babies Blues
  16. Kind Lovin' Blues
  17. Kiss Your Baby Nice
  18. Loud Speaking Papa
  19. Make Me a Pallet on the Floor
  20. Maybe Not At All
  21. Memphis Man
  22. Midnight Blues
  23. My Handy Man
  24. No Man's Mamma
  25. Oh, Daddy
  26. Oh, Joe, Play That Trombone
  27. One Man Nan
  28. Refrigeratin' Papa (Mama's Gonna Warm You Up)
  29. Satisfyin' Papa
  30. Shake That Thing
  31. Sugar
  32. Sweet Georgia Brown
  33. Sweet Man
  34. Tell 'Em About Me
  35. That Da Da Strain
  36. The New York Glide
  37. There'll Be Some Changes Made
  38. Throw Dirt In Your Face
  39. You Can't Do What My Last Man Did
  40. You'll Want Me Back


Waters Ethel
Miscellaneous
Refrigeratin' Papa (Mama's Gonna Warm You Up)
I'm gonna tell you, folks, all about
A certain red-hot gal;
She runs an institute in the South
For all her polar pals;
She teaches papas who treat her cool,
They're always hot when they leave her school;
But she's got a secret she won't let out,
But I just heard her shout:

Refrigeratin' papa, Mama's gonna make you hot,
Yes, make you hot!
Refrigeratin' papa, heat is something you ain't got,
No, you ain't got!
A red-hot papa's nice and warm,
But cold ones don't run true to form;
I always make a papa what he's got,
I change a frigid papa to a hottentot!

Refrigeratin' papa, Mama's gonna warm you up!
Yes, warm you up!
'Cause when it comes to lovin',
I win most every lovin' cup,
For lovin' up;
I had a papa once so cold he nearly froze,
But Mama made him holler, "Please, burn up my clothes!"
Refrigeratin' papa, Mama's gonna make you hot!

Refrigeratin' papa, Mama's gonna make you hot!
Yes, make you hot!
Refrigeratin' papa, heat is what I like a lot!
Yes, like a lot!
I'm gonna teach you from the start,
That you can't trifle with my heart;
You'll have to learn the fundamental facts,
Or else your mama's gonna pile you up in stacks.

Refrigeratin' papa, Mama's gonna warm you up!
Yes, warm you up!
'Cause when it comes to lovin',
I win most every lovin' cup,
For lovin' up;
I hate the kind of man who always aggravates,
I make their hearts of stone begin to palpitate!
Refrigeratin' papa, Mama's gonna make you hot!
Red hot!
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