VS:      Well, hello there Lonnie, where have you been?

           You know I haven't seen your smilin' face in I don't know when.

LJ:       Well, baby, I been around from town to town.

           But from what I can hear, you been kickin' the gong around. 



VS:     Well, I'm still your gal, can't you plainly see?

LJ:       Well, come on pretty baby, you still look good to me.

VS:      Honey, do you remember when you and I lived on Slap Happy Street?

           You was jivin' every good lookin' broad that you happened to meet.

LJ:       Well I been throwin' the bull, from Texas, Mexico, and Spain,

           But can't you plainly see, I am still your lovin' man?



VS/LJ:  That makes me happy, happy as I can be.

LJ:        How could you ever part baby, you mean so much to me?

LJ:        I'm so happy, back on my stompin' ground.

LJ:        I'm so glad, baby you didn't put me down.

VS:       Well, I'm so glad, your baby ‘s been kicked around.



VS:      Well, get out you wallet, let's go an' have some fun.

           Get out you wallet, baby, let's have some fun.

LJ:       Well, you know I stays ready baby, stays ready from sun to sun.



LJ:       Now, I've got money from the north, and money from the south.

VS:      Well, give it to me baby, and shut your mouth.

           That'll make me happy, happy as I can be.

           Well, nobody don't know honey, but you, your money, and me.



LJ:       Here's your money from the east, your money from the west.

           You know Lonnie always give Vickie the best.

           So, buy yourself a stole, and a limousine too.

           But don't let me catch another man ridin' with you.

           You'd be so unhappy, happy as I can be.

           If I don't love you mama, a Billy goat can climb a tree.



VS:      Hey, hey Mr. Johnson, you been gone a long, long time.

           While you were away you didn't send me a lousy dime.

           Don't come here, tryin' to be my boss.

           You just about to make sweet mama cross.

           I'm unhappy, unhappy as I can be.

           Why don't you stake ‘em out in Texas, and don't bring that bull to me?



LJ:       Now, look you bad mama, just listen to me. 

           Beatin' up your chops, an' you're full of misery.

           Just give you a mink stole, and a limousine too.

           If you keep beatin' up your chops, I'm take ‘em both from you.

           You'll be so unhappy …

VS:      Yes, Mr. Daddy.	

LJ:       It's like a ship that ‘s lost at sea.

           You don't want no foolin', come on make love to me.

VS:      Yeah, Mr. Daddy.