Well don't think

Bcause you're pretty women got every man in town

Don't think bcause you're pretty women got every man in town

You know you ain't doing nothing

But tearing your own reputation down

You know the blues a mightly bad feeling

When you have them about the break of day

You know the blues a mighty bad feeling

When you have them long about the break of day

Well you look for her in the bed where your baby used to lay

Mmm what you want with a rooster he won't crow for day

What you want with a woman she won't do that and she say