Lyrics:

Said I ain't no preacher, I'm just a bachelor man
Some of these days mama, you bound to understand

Now set down gal, stop your crazy ways
Got trouble in the land, you're going to need my help some day

Now when I want it, I want it awful bad
If I don't get it, you know it's going to make me mad

Said I asked my mama, to not to be so rough
She ain't the type, to keep on strutting her stuff

Says I asked my baby, not to be so mean
She acts like a woman, from down in New Orleans

Now come on baby, stop this up and down
Don't like to catch you, start to messing around