Sittin thinkin sinkin drinkin
Wondring what Ill do when Im through tonight
Smokin mopin maybe just hopin
Some little girl will pass on by
To want to be alone
But I love my girl at home
I remember what she said
She said, My! My! My!
Dont tell lies!
Keep fidelity in your head!
My! My! My! Dont tell lies!
When youve done your show go to bed
Dont say Hi! like a spider to a fly
Jump right ahead and youre dead!
Sit up fed up low down go round
Down to the bar at the place Im at
Sittin drinkin superficially thinkin
About the rinsd out blonde on my left
And then I said Hi! like a spider to a fly
Remembring what my little girl said
She was coming flirty
She lookd about thirty
I would have run away, but I was on my own
She told me later shes a machine operator
She said she liked the way I held the microphone
I said, My! My! My! Like a spider to a fly
Jump right ahead in my web!