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 walkin' down the street You'd better stop real still Look both ways Listen, or you'll get into trouble When you see her go struttin' by Givin' you that evil eye If she's got a kind of dreamy look Just enough to get you shook Now boy, don't you lose your head Pay attention (to) what your papa said You'd better stop real still Look both ways Listen, or you'll get into trouble She'll drive ya crazy with the way she walks She'll drive ya crazy with the way she talks And you'll think you're gonna lose your mind because a pretty woman looks so fine And the very first thing you know You'll be tellin' her you love her, so You'd better stop real still Look both ways Listen, or you'll get into trouble Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah....