Skip to content

One Eye Open Lyrics By The Maskman The Agents

    i met this girl in a downhome church
    and everybody called her schoolteacher
    i on the you know
    until i got a chance to meet her

    he said the mother don’t drink no whiskey
    he said the innocent thing don’t drink no wine
    but since i married and brought her back to this great big city
    she come home tore up all the time

    you talking about
    fussing and afighting
    screaming and ahollering
    aswinging and amissing
    i ain’t gettin no kisses
    she keep the water hot
    all in that pot
    i think me and this girl had better part

    and you still sleeping there
    with one eye open
    i said are you still sleeping there
    i told you with one eye open cause if i close my eyes i might lose my life
    man you don’t know my wife
    what has she done to you now

    she goes to bed every night
    with her fists balled up tight
    and then out of the bed
    hollering come on maskman i’m ready to fight
    that’s what she said
    that’s what she trying to start

    and then she run to the kitchen and get the water hot
    she missed me with the water but she caught me with the pot
    she picked a can of biscuits and i gave the dog a bite
    he been barking at the moon and acting stupid all night

    well why don’t you call the law
    man he’s married to my motherinlaw

    look out look at that you know what she’s trying to get rid of me look at that putting hot sauce in my blueberry pie i ain’t goin for that and look at that she think she’s going to do in somebody look here putting glue in the gravy trying to get me to shut my mouth i ain’t going to stop talking i’m going to tell everybody about this thing yes i am

    what has she done to you now
    she’s cookin me a meal yeah she is
    she call it the monkey stew that’s what she call it
    she said come here maskman
    i’m mixing up these ingredients just for you that’s what she said

    then when she turned her back
    i gave it to the cat
    he sped out the door and ain’t never came back
    he stand up in the alley with a brick in his hand
    he grabbed a bulldog in the collar and like to wasted my man

    you better keep on sleeping
    with one eye open
    you don’t have to worry
    what you trying to do
    what you do to me
    what you trying to do
    what you do

    Artist: The Maskman The Agents

    Year: 1969

    Decade: 60s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 198