Sweet Thang

I slipped out of the house about sundown

While Mama was a washin' her hair

And you can bet your bottom dollar

She'll come lookin' for me, when she'll find that I'm not there

And if she catches her sweet thang slipping around

I know, there'll be the debit to pay

'Cause she'll come blowin' like a cyclone, right through that door

And I hear exactly what she'll say

Well, has anybody here seen sweet thang?

I got a notion, he'd be headed this way

'Cause when my sweet thang's out, tomcattin' around

Finds a sandbox like this, to play

I wanna warn all you bar room roses

If my sweet thang should have a bite

You'd better take my advice

If you'll blink more than twice

You'd better have somethin' in your eyes

I gave my baby, all my money on pay-day

Except a little, she don't know that I got

'Cause there's a little cute waitress, down at the corner cafe

And she seems to like me quite a lot

We were sittin' in the back booth, just havin' a chair

And she believed in every word that I said

When that door blew open, and Mama walked in

Yellin' loud enough to wake the dead, and she said

Well has anybody here seen sweet thang?