WHEN MY CHICK SWEARS SHE’S PUTTIN’ DOWN NO JIVE, 

SHE CONS ME, THOUGH I’M HIP SHE LIES. 

WHEN SHE DON’T SHOW, 

MAN, THEN I KNOW 

THIS TIME I’M GONNA UPSET THAT GIRL! 

SHE BE LUCKY I DON’T PUT HER AWAY. 

 

SUNUP, SHE COMES TIPPIN’ IN, 

WITH HER LITTLE FINE SELF, SWEET AS SIN, 

SAY, “DADDY, KISS THE BABY,” 

I START TO GRIN. 

MAN, YOU KNOW I FORGET ALL ABOUT WHIPPIN’ THAT WOMAN!