Well, I'm in the kitchen, my baby's in the hallSaid I'm in the kitchen, my baby's in the hallYes, I'm in the kitchen, baby's in the hallShe won't speak to me at allCause you know we got, we got the separation bluesSaid you see that fly crawling up that wallSaid you see that fly crawling up that wallYes, you see that fly crawling up that wallHe won't speak to Miss Spider at allCause you know they got, they got the separation bluesWhen you kick your baby out of bedBecause she won't treat you niceWhen you feel mistreatedSaid, buddy, take my adviceLeave that woman and leave her quickSaid, leave that woman and leave her quickYes, I'll leave that woman and leave her quickElse she'll have you on a stickYou know it's better to leaveThan get some separation bluesNow Adam ate the appleWhich Eve did to theeSaid Adam ate that appleWhich Eve did to theeYes, Adam ate the appleWhich Eve did to theeThe Lord said, Adam, you'veGotta leaveYou know that gave himGave him the separation bluesNow the last words that poor John the Baptist saidDa-da-da-da-da-da-da-daSaid the last words thatJohn the Baptist saidBa-da-da-da-ba-dee-dee-dee-daYes, the last words that John the Baptist saidJust before he lost his headGives meGives me the separation bluesAll this goes to prove since time beganWhat those women can do to menIt's better to buy than to be soldTo the gutter for a bottle of ginIf she don't treat youLike you think she shouldSaid, if she don't treat youLike you think she shouldYes, if she don't treat youLike you think she shouldYour services ain't no longer no goodWell, it's a timeYou got a dose of separationSaid, timeYou got a dose of separation blues