Stop, Look And Listen

D# E D# E D# E D# E E When I was a little bitty boy, sittin' on my papa's knee. A I still remember every word my papa said to me. D Now boy if you ever meet, a pretty woman walking down the street. G G You'd better stop real still, look both ways. G Listen or you'll get in trouble. E When you see her go struttin' by, giving you that evil eye. A And she's got a kind of dreamy look, just enough to get you shook. D Now boy don't you lose your head, you pay attention what your papa said. G G You'd better stop real still, look both ways. G Listen or you'll get in trouble. All right ! E A D G E She'll drive you crazy with the way she walks. She'll drive you crazy with the way she talks. A And you'll think you're gonna lose your mind. 'Cause that pretty woman looks so fine. D And the very first thing you'll know. You'll be tellin' her you love her so. G You'd better stop real still.