Lyrics: Jim Jackson
Music: Jim Jackson
Played by Mark Karan with the Phil Lesh and the Terrapin Family Band in
December 2012. I'm not sure quite what he sang: this is the original Jim
Jackson version:
I'm going to tell the sergeantThe Lovin' Spoonful recorded a slightly simplified version:
He the chief of police
The women around here
Won't let me see no peace
Chorus
Because I'm wild about my loving
And I like to have my fun
You want to be a girl of mine, baby
Bring me whiskey when you come
Hello Central
What's the matter with your line
I want to talk
To that high brown of mine
[chorus]
I don't want no sugar
Stirred up in my tea
Because the girl I love
Is sweet enough for me
[chorus]
I ain't no iceman
No iceman's son
But I can keep you cool
Till the iceman comes
[chorus]
I ain't no fireman
And no fireman's son
But I can keep you warm
Until the fireman comes
[chorus]
I'm going to tell you people
To listen to this song
I'm going to see my gal
And it won't be long
[chorus]
I mean when you come
Well, now, listen here people
'Bout to sing a song
I'm goin' to St. Louis
And I won't be long
Cause I'm wild about my lovin'
I like to have my fun
If you wanna be a girl of mine, you got to
Bring it with you when you come
Well, now Sargent Jones
Chief of police
The women 'round here
Won't let me see no peace
Cause I'm wild about my lovin'
I like to have my fun
If you wanna be a girl of mine, you got to
Bring it with you when you come
Well, now hello Central
What's the matter with your line
I want to talk to that
High brown of mine
Hear me talking to you
I don't bite my tongue
If you wanna be a girl of mine, you got to
Bring it with you when you come
If you wanna be a girl of mine, you got to
Bring it with you when you come