text:  I'm crazy about you, baby, cause Caledonia, can I talk about it? My mama said, son, now you leave Caledonia alone. She ain't waiting for that woman. She don't mean you no good. But my mama just didn't know what Caledonia was putting down. See, I'm going down to Caledonia's house, I'm going to work, and the gate call next, if I can't get all this straight. I'm going to tell her just like it is. I'm going to tell her, raise your hands up, blue mansion, no better. Show him all the girls in pretty sweaters. Then you fill up the scripture like