I'm in the mood I'm in the mood for love I'm in the mood for love, Lord, Lord I'm in the mood for love, yes, I am I'm in the mood, in the mood Hooked on you, I say, hey Night time is the right time, be with the one you love But night, night come, baby

Everytime you see a woman Serve you right to be alone Milk, cream and alcohol It Serves You Right To Suffer 5:06 John Lee Hooker (John Lee Hooker) Album: The Best of (1965-74) Transcriber: [email protected] It serve you right to suffer Serve you right to

Whiskey and wimmen almost wrecked my life Were'nt for whiskey and wimmin, I'd have money today Nightlife, nightlife, nightlife Ain't no good, ain't no good for me I had a good start, but wimmen and whiskey tore it down Whiskey and wimmen ain't no good

Goin' back home, get my old gal soon I got a map to the highway, baby Movin' on down the line You a high-priced chick, and I got to let you go I love you, baby, you think I good price Yeah, baby, I got to let you go That's why I am goin' back home, get

Well my mama she didn't 'low me, just to stay out all night long, oh Lord Well my mama didn't 'low me, just to stay out all night long I didn't care what she didn't 'low, I would Boogie-woogie When I first came to town people, I was walkin' down Hastings

Did you read about the flood? Happened long time ago In Tupelo, Mississippi There were thousands of lives It rained, it rained Both night and day The poor people was worried Didn't have no place to go

One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer I ain't seen my baby since night before last Gettin' high Knocked out And by the time Hey mister bartender, come here I want another drink and I want it now My baby, she gone, she been gone two night And then I sit

Sugar mama, sugar mama, Sugar mama, please, come back to me They've been braggin' all over town We done crazy about you Sugar mama Because you ease my worried mind I like my coffee sweet early in the mornin', You know, and I'm crazy 'bout my tea at night

Baby, please, don't go Turn your lamp down low You got me way down here Baby, please, don't go back to New Orleans Because I love you so Turn your lamp down low; my heart is beating so So, baby, please, don't go Made me weep and moan You made me weep and

Because I'm a crawlin' king snake, baby, and I rules my den You know I'm a crawlin' king snake, baby, and I rules my den You know you caught me crawlin', baby, when the, when the grass was very high I'm just gonna keep on crawlin' now, baby, until the