Song parody of
At the Club
by Ray Charles
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Well, I just stopped in this evening
To get myself a little taste
The music is nice and swinging
And of course, I really dig the place
Course, I haven't
Had much sleep lately
I feel sorta down and out
Yeah, but look over there
In the corner, man
Oh, yeah, there's something
To shout about
Hey, hey, pretty baby
Girl, don't you go nowhere
(Are you talking to me)
I'm talking to you, pretty baby
Girl, don't you go nowhere
Cause as soon as I pay the bartender
Girl, I'll be right there
She looked up and blushed and smiled
And my heart skipped a beat
Mmm, she's stacked from
Her head down to her feet
Hey, barkeep
You better come here and get your bread
This little girl's getting ready to split
And I'm about to go out of my head
Hey, hey, pretty baby
Girl, don't you go out that door
(Are you talking to me)
I'm talking to you, pretty baby
Girl, don't you go out that door
I'm afraid if I lose sight of you
I just might not see you no more
She slowed up just a little bit
And turned her head and smiled
She was 34-24-38
And dressed in the latest style
I finally caught up
With the pretty little thing
Before she got out on the street
And she told she was
Waiting on her old man
Who was a policeman on the beat
Hey, hey, pretty baby
Girl, I'll see you another time
(Are you talking to me)
I'm talking to you, pretty baby
Girl, I'll see you another time
If you're a policeman's woman
Lyrics courtesy Top40db.
Just talking to you is a crime
(That's right, bud, let's go)
Oh, no
Well, I just stopped in this evening
To get myself a little taste
The music is nice and swinging
And of course, I really dig the place
Course, I haven't
Had much sleep lately
I feel sorta down and out
Yeah, but look over there
In the corner, man
Oh, yeah, there's something
To shout about
Hey, hey, pretty baby
Girl, don't you go nowhere
(Are you talking to me)
I'm talking to you, pretty baby
Girl, don't you go nowhere
Cause as soon as I pay the bartender
Girl, I'll be right there
She looked up and blushed and smiled
And my heart skipped a beat
Mmm, she's stacked from
Her head down to her feet
Hey, barkeep
You better come here and get your bread
This little girl's getting ready to split
And I'm about to go out of my head
Hey, hey, pretty baby
Girl, don't you go out that door
(Are you talking to me)
I'm talking to you, pretty baby
Girl, don't you go out that door
I'm afraid if I lose sight of you
I just might not see you no more
She slowed up just a little bit
And turned her head and smiled
She was 34-24-38
And dressed in the latest style
I finally caught up
With the pretty little thing
Before she got out on the street
And she told she was
Waiting on her old man
Who was a policeman on the beat
Hey, hey, pretty baby
Girl, I'll see you another time
(Are you talking to me)
I'm talking to you, pretty baby
Girl, I'll see you another time
If you're a policeman's woman
Lyrics courtesy Top40db.
Just talking to you is a crime
(That's right, bud, let's go)
Oh, no
