Lletres: Buddy Guy. Left My Blues in San Francisco. Leave My Girl Alone.

You better leave, you better leave my little girl alone
You better go on and leave, mister
You better leave my little girl alone
Lord, before I get evil
Lord, you know I'm gonna do something wrong

You call my house all hours of the night
Well let me, let me tell you mister that's a sure way to start a fight
Now why don't you just go on man and leave my little girl alone
You know I can get evil sometimes
Baby, you know I'm gonna do something wrong

You call my house not later than yesterday
Because I picked up the extension and I heard every word you say
Why don't you just go on man and leave my little girl alone
Lord, you know I can get evil sometimes
Lord, you know I'm gonna do something wrong