(Ralph Bass/Jesse Powell/Frances Dailey; Additional lyrics by Eddie Nichols)
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Horns Arranged by Bill Ungerman
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Walk right in, walk right out
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Walk right in, walk right out
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Well my baby keeps on walkin'
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Well I met this gal
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She wanted to ride in my truck
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Well she had no wheels
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Wanted to ride in my truck
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Man she jumped in the cab
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All she wants to do is
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Walk right in, she walks right out
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She walks right in, walks right out
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She walks right in, walks right out
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Well I met this chick
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She wanted to steal my bucks
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She thought I was loaded
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Man she needed them bucks
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But one peek in my wallet
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All she wants to do is
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Walk right in, she walks right out
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She walks right in, walks right out
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She walks right in, walks right out
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Well I met this gal
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She loves to hucklebuck
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Well, she's a real fine dancer
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Loves to hucklebuck
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Man we get on the floor
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All she wants to do is
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Walk right in, she walks right out
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She walks right in, walks right out
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She walks right in, walks right out
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Yeah baby!
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Well, if you're diggin' this number
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Baby you're out of luck
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And if you're likin' that guitar playing
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You're out of luck
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But since you like it
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You must love to
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Walk right in, walk right out
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You walk right in, walk right out
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You walk right in, walk right out
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That's what this song is all about
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The Walkin' Blues
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| Royal Crown Revue |
