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(words & music by joy byers)When I was a little bitty boySittin’ on my papa’s kneeI still remember every word my papa said to meNow boy if you ever meetA pretty woman walking down the streetYou’d betterStop real still, look both waysListen or you’ll get in troubleWhen you see her go struttin’ byGiving you that evil eyeAnd she’s got a kind of dreamy lookJust enough to get you shookNow boy don’t you lose your headYou pay attention what your papa saidYou’d betterStop real still, look both waysListen or you’ll get in troubleAll right !She’ll drive you crazy with the way she walksShe’ll drive you crazy with the way she talksAnd you’ll think you’re gonna lose your mind’cause that pretty woman looks so fineAnd the very first thing you’ll knowYou’ll be tellin’ her you love her soYou’d better stop real still