When I was a little bitty boy
A-sittin' on my papa's knee
I still remember every word my papa said to me
"Now boy if you ever meet
A pretty woman walkin' down the street
You better
Stop real still, look both ways
Listen .. or you'll get in trouble"
When you see her go struttin' by
A-givin' you that evil eye
And she's got a kinda dreamy look
Just enough to get you shook
Now boy don't you lose your head
You pay attention what your papa said
You better
Stop real still, look both ways
Listen .. or you'll get in trouble"
Alright !
She'll drive you crazy with the way she walks
She'll drive you crazy with the way she talks
And you'll think you're gonna lose your mind
'Cos that pretty woman looks so fine
And the very first thing you'll know
You'll be tellin' her you love her so
You better stop ...... real still