I slipped out of the house about sundown While mama was a washin' her hair And you can bet your bottom dollar she'll come a looking for me When she finds that I'm not there And if she catches her sweet thang 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 thang I got a notion he'll be headed this way Cause when my sweet thang's out tomocattin' around He finds a sandbox like this to play I wanna tell all you barroom roses if my sweet thang does have a bite You'd better take my advice and if you'll blink more than twice You'd better have somethin' in your eyes
[ guitar ] I gave my baby all my money on payday Except a little she don't know that I 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 believing in every word that I said When that door blew open and mama walked in Yellin' loud enough to wake the dead
Well has anybody here see my sweet thang I got a notion he'd be headed this way Cause when my sweet thang's out tomocattin' around He finds a sandbox like this to play I wanna tell all you cafe cuties if my sweet thang should have a bite You'd better take mom's advice if you'll blink more than twice You'd better have somethin' in your eyes Yes you take all mom's advice if you'll blink more than twice You'd better have somethin' in your eyes
Compositor: Nathan Wright Stuckey ECAD: Obra #3592013