I slipped out of the house about sundown while mama was a washin' her hair
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And you can bet your bottom dollar she'll come lookin' for me
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When she'll find that I'm not there
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And if she catches her sweet thang slipping around
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I know there'll be the debit to pay
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Cause she'll come blowin' like a cyclone right through that door
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And I hear exactly what she'll say
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Well has anybody here see sweet thang I got a notion he'd be headed this way
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Cause when my sweet thang's out tomocattin' around
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Finds a sandbox like this to play
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I wanna warn all you barroom roses if my sweet thang should have a bite
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You'd better take my advice if you'll blink more than twice
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You'd better have somethin' in your eyes
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I gave my baby all my money on payday except a little she don't know that I got
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Cause there's a little cute waitress down at the corner cafe
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And she seems to like me quite a lot
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We were sittin' in the back booth just a havin' a chair
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And she believed in every word that I said
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When that door blew open and mama walked in yellin' loud enough to wake the dead
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And she said
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Well has anybody here see sweet thang...
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Sweet Thang
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| Jimmy Dean |
