Well, well, well, Just because you think you're so pretty, And just because your momma thinks you're hot, Well, just because you think you've got something
Lucille, baby do your sister's will. Lucille, baby do your sister's will. Well you went up and married but I love you still. Lucille, baby satisfy my
Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high Your daddy's rich And your mama's good lookin' So hush little baby now don
Well, that's all right, mama That's all right for you That's all right mama, just anyway you do Well, that's all right, that's all right. That's all
Well you wake up in the morning. Hear the ding dong ring, You go a-marching to the table, See the same damn thing; Well, it's on a one table, Knife,
You made me cry when you said goodbye. Ain't that a shame, Oh my tears fell like rain. Ain't that a shame, You're the one to blame. You broke my heart
You're always karkin' 'bout the money I spent, You never quit screamin' 'bout payin' the rent. Quit buggin' me, yeah, yeah. He's crackin' up, yeah,
Well I got a girl with a record machine, When it comes to rocking she's a queen. I took her to a dance on a saturday night, All alone where I can hold