Albert King, sung loud about being born under a bad sign.
B B King, sung about his need for a little bit of love.
And stated later.
How the thrill was gone?

Far remove from Marvin Gaye's pleading to Let Get It On.
Different era.
Different song.

Howling Wolf.
Muddy Waters.
And Little Milton too.
Could have you dancing and begging too.

When the Mojo got to working.
The thrill came back.
Like the red rooster chasing the hen around.

Until you felt.
You was born under a bad sign.
When the loving got uo and left.

Was you a scorpion?
Or Taurus.
The sting or the steam couldn't assist you.
Least when you're listening too ZZ Hill.
Singing down home blues.

Then you could careless about being born under a bad sign.