When I was a little bitty boy
Sittin' on my papas 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 better stop real still, look both ways, listen
Or you'll get into trouble

When you see her go struttin' by
Giving you that evil eye
And she's got a kinda dreamy look
Just enough to get you shook

Now boy, don't you lose your head
Pay attention what your papa said
You better stop real still, look both ways, listen
Or you'll get into trouble

She'll drive you crazy with the way she walks
She'll drive you crazy with the way she talks
And you'll think your gonna lose your mind
'Cause a pretty woman look so fine

And the very first thing you know
You'll be telling her you love her so
You better stop real still, look both ways, listen
Or you'll get into trouble