(Words & music by Joy Byers)
When I was a little bitty boy
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 walking down the street

You d better
Stop real stilllook both ways
Listen or you ll get in trouble

When you see her go struttin by
Giving you that evil eye
And she s got a kind of dreamy look
Just enough to get you shook
Now boy don t you lose your head
You pay attention what your papa said

You d better
Stop real stilllook both ways
Listen or you ll get in trouble

All right !

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
Cause that pretty woman looks so fine
And the very first thing you ll know
You ll be tellin her you love her so

You d better stop real still

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