Every time I'm walking down the street, Some pretty mama start breakin' down with me. [Chorus:] Stop breakin' down, Please, stop breakin' down. The stuff I got will bust your brains out, baby. Oh, it'll make you lose your mind. I can't walk the streets now to consolate my mind. Some pretty mama starts breakin' down. [Chorus] Now, you Saturday night women, you love to ape and clown. Won't do nothing but tear a good man reputation down. [Chorus] Well, I give my baby the ninety-nine degrees. She jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me. [Chorus] Well now, I can't start walking down the streets, Some pretty woman start breakin' down with me. [Chorus]