Lyrics:

When I was a little bitty boy
Sittin' on my papa's knee
I still remember
Every word my papa said to me

Now boy if you ever meet
A pretty woman walking down the street

You'd better stop real still
Look both ways
Listen
Or you'll get in trouble

When you see her go struttin' by
Giving you that evil eye
And she got a kind of dreamy look
Just enough to get you shook

Now boy don't you lose your head
You pay attention what your papa said

You'd better stop real still
Look both ways
Listen
Or you'll get in trouble

All right!

She'll drive you crazy with the way she walks
She'll drive you crazy with the way she talks
And you'll think you're gonna lose your mind
'Cause that pretty woman looks so fine

And the very first thing you'll know
You'll be tellin' her you love her so
You'd better stop real still