Saturday is my Old Time Radio day, which includes 4 hours of classic radio shows, an hour of Big Band… and 11 hours of Blues.
My son was near during the Blues shows and thought the music was weird, but interesting. Then came a triple play of Bessie Smith.
I don’t remember the first song, but in the second song a line caught his attention. “Gimme a reefa and a gang of gin…”
Him: Mom, what did she just say?”
Me: She want’s reefa and gin!
Him: That’s crazy. How old is this?
Me: About a hundred years old. This is the music your great, great grandmother loved.
Him: Just wow.
By now, he’s listening to the clearly sung music and the third song comes on and he’s shocked and appalled by the lyrics:
Him: Mooommm! You’d never have let us listen to this. This is too much. I can’t believe you listen to this stuff?
Me: It’s called double entendre. It could mean anything. Maybe she’s singing about a toy?
Him: That doesn’t make it any better.
For the record, the shocked and appalled young man is 22 years old.
Music and lyrics below:
(Written by Spencer Williams)
Honey baby, won’t you cuddle near,
Just sweet mama whisper in your ear
I’m wild about that thing, it makes me laugh and sing,
Give it to me papa, I’m wild about that thing
Do it easy, honey, don’t get rough,
From you, papa, I can’t get enough
I’m wild about that thing, Sweet joy it always bring,
Everybody knows it, I’m wild about that thing
Please don’t hold it, baby, when I cry,
Give me every bit of it or else I’ll die
I’m wild about that thing, ja da ging ging ging,
All the time I’m cryin’, I’m wild about that thing
What’s the matter, papa, please don’t stall,
Don’t you know I love it and I want it all?
I’m wild about that thing, just give my bell a ring,
You pressed my button, I’m wild about that thing
If you want so satisfy my soul,
Come on and rock me with a steady roll
I’m wild about that thing, gee I like your ting-a-ling,
Kiss me like you mean it, I’m wild about that thing
Come on turn the lights down low,
When you say you’re ready, just say let’s go
I’m wild about that thing, I’m wild about that thing,
Come on and make me feel it, I’m wild about that thing
I’m wild about it when you hold me tight,
Let me linger in your arms all night
I’m wild about that thing, my passions got the fling,
Come on, hear me cryin’, I’m wild about that thing
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher