That's Wrong Little Mama (Live From Madison Square Garden, New York/1969)

When you fight with your lover She takes you for a fool She don't care how she hurts you Long as she's doing what she choose That's wrong little mama That's wrong little mama That's wrong little mama That ain't the way to do When you work each day Stay at home every night She'd find a fault with everything Ain't nothin' ever right That's wrong little mama That's wrong little mama That's wrong little mama That ain't the way to do And she's out on the weekend She'd come back holdin' her head You ask her for some lovin' She'll say she's half-dead That's wrong, little mama That's wrong, little mama That's wrong, little mama That ain't the way to do Oh, it's wrong little mama Yes, it's wrong little mama I say, it's wrong little mama You know it's wrong little mama Yeah, it's wrong little mamma