And its a really good blues song, by the late great Robert Johnson (poisoned by a jealous husband in 1938).
Some lyrics:
I sent for my baby, and she don't come
I sent for my baby, man, and she don't come
All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none
And if she gets unruly, thinks she don't want do
If she gets unruly, and thinks she don't want do
Take my 32-20, and cut her half in two
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