Ella Fitzgerald Tag

Stone Cold Dead in the Market by Frederick W. Hendricks He’s stone cold dead in the marketHe’s stone cold dead in the marketHe’s stone cold dead in the marketI killed nobody but my husband Last night I went out drinkingWhen I came home I gave her a beatingSo she catch the rolling pin and went to work on my headUntil she bash it inI lie cold dead in the marketStone cold dead in the marketI lie cold dead in the marketShe killed nobody but her husband I lick ‚im wit‘Read More