Well I slipped out of the house about sundown while mama was a washing her hair And you can bet your bottom dollar she'll come a lookin' for me When she finds that I'm not there And if she catches her sweet thing a running around I know there'll be the debit to pay She'll come blowin' like a cyclone through that door And I can hear exactly what she'll say
Well has anybody here seen sweet thing I got a notion he'll be headed this-a way Cause when my sweet thing is out tomocattin' around He finds a sandbox like this to play
I want to tell all you barroom roses if my sweet thing does happen by You'd better take my advice and if you blink more than twice You'd better have something in your eyes
Well I gave my baby money on payday except a little she don't know that I've got Cause there's a cute little waitress down at the corner cafe And she seems to like me quite a lot Well we were sittin' in this back booth a havin' a talk And she's believed in every word that I said When the door blew open and mama walked in yellin' loud enough to wake the dead
Well has anybody here seen sweet thing I got a notion he'll be headed this-a way Cause when my sweet thing is out tomocattin' around He finds a sandbox like this to play
I want to tell all you cafe cuties if my sweet thing should have a bite You'd better take mom's advice if you'll blink more than twice You'd better have something in your eyes You take all mom's advice if you'll blink more than twice You'd better have something in your eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.