Key: G
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E
When I was a little bitty boy, sittin' on my papa's knee.
A
I still remember every word my papa said to me.
D
Now boy if you ever meet, a pretty woman walking down the street.
G
You'd better stop real still, look both ways.
G
Listen or you'll get in trouble.
E
When you see her go struttin' by, giving you that evil eye.
A
And she's got a kind of dreamy look, just enough to get you shook.
D
Now boy don't you lose your head, you pay attention what your papa said.
G
You'd better stop real still, look both ways.
G
Listen or you'll get in trouble.
All right !
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E
She'll drive you crazy with the way she walks.
She'll drive you crazy with the way she talks.
A
And you'll think you're gonna lose your mind.
'Cause that pretty woman looks so fine.
D
And the very first thing you'll know.
You'll be tellin' her you love her so.
G
You'd better stop real still.