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I slipped out of the house about sundown while mama was a washin' her hairAnd you can bet your bottom dollar she'll come lookin' for meWhen she'll find that I'm not thereAnd if she catches her sweet thang slipping aroundI know there'll be the debit to payCause she'll come blowin' like a cyclone right through that doorAnd I hear exactly what she'll sayWell has anybody here see sweet thang I got a notion he'd be headed this wayCause when my sweet thang's out tomocattin' aroundFinds a sandbox like this to playI want to warn all you barroom roses if my sweet thang should have a biteYou'd better take my advice if you'll blink more than twiceYou'd better have somethin' in your eyesI gave my baby all my money on payday except a little she don't know that I gotCause there's a little cute waitress down at the corner cafeAnd she seems to like me quite a lotWe were sittin' in the back booth just a havin' a chairAnd she believed in every word that I saidWhen that door blew open and mama walked in yellin' loud enough to wake the deadAnd she saidWell has anybody here see sweet thang... From Letras Mania