Trick Bag - The Meters

Twelve o' clock at night, you walk out the door

You told me baby, you were going to the drug-store

Well, in my mind, I knew you were lying;

The drug-store closed at a quarter to nine

I say I saw you kissing Jimmy across the fence

I heard you telling Jimmy I ain’t got no sense

The way you’ve been acting is such a drag;

You done put me in a trick-bag

When I come home, start an argument

Just to keep you from asking where my voodoo went

Peep out the front door, I hear the back door slam

I peek out of my window, somebody’s taking it on the lam

I say I saw you kissing Jimmy across the fence

I heard you telling Jimmy I ain’t got no sense

The way you’ve been acting is such a drag;

You done put me in a trick-bag

We had a fight, then you got mad;

Got on the telephone, called your mom and dad

Dad said, «She's my daughter and I’m her pa

And you ain’t nothing but a son-in-law.»

I say I saw you kissing Jimmy across the fence

I heard you telling Jimmy I ain’t got no sense

The way you’ve been acting is such a drag;

You done put me in a trick-bag

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah