Little Black Book

Well my pretty baby just left me this morning Said she didn’t wanna 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 My head went a-spinning around But with a little bit of luck and my little black book I’ll have another’n 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 that with a telephone call I’d have another fickle chicken on the line But every time I leave I do my best to play the part Of the lovesick heart broke clown But with a little bit of luck and my little black book I’ll have another’n 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 I’ve been liking pretty girls since I found they wasn’t boys And let me tell ya buddy that’s been quite a while I like the hugging and the squeezing and the kissing and the teasing But don’t you let ’em push me around ’Cause with a little bit of luck and my little black book I’ll have another’n before the sun goes down Now that little girl’s out a-telling everybody How she made a big fool out of me But while I’m out tonight a-romping and a-stomping She’ll be watching Dr. Casey on TV So girls let me tell ya better do a little thinking ’Fore you tell your loving man to leave town ’Cause with a little bit of luck and a little black book He’ll get another’n before the sun goes down ’Cause with a little bit of luck and a little black book He’ll get another’n before the sun goes down