Well my pretty baby just left me this morning
Said she didn’t want to see me no more
Told me not to call her on the telephone
And never come a knocking on her door
Well I fumed and I fussed and I might have cried a little
And my head went a spinning around
But with a little bit of luck and my little black book
I’ll have another one before the sun goes down

What my baby didn’t know was the same thing happened
Not once but a half a dozen times
And she didn’t realize with a telephone call
I’d have another fickle chicken on the line
But every time they’d leave I do my best
To play the part of the love-sick heart-broke clown
But with a little bit of luck and my little black book
I’ll have another one before the sun goes down

Now I haven’t got a thing against a pretty little woman
Like her walk and her talk and her smile
Been a-liking pretty girls since I found the wasn’t boys
Let me tell buddy that was quite a while
I like the hugging and the squeezing and the kissing and the teasing
But don’t you let them push me around
But with a little bit of luck and my little black book
I’ll have another one before the sun goes down

Now that little girl’s out a-telling every body
How she made a big fool out of me
But while I’m out tonight a-romping and a-stomping
She be watching Doctor Casey on TV
So girl let me tell you, better do a little thinking
Before you tell your loving man to leave town
Cause with a little bit of luck and a little black book
He’ll get another one before the sun goes down
Cause with a little bit of luck and a little black book
He’ll get another one before the sun goes down