Stop , look and listen When I was a little bitty boy Sittin' on my papa's knee I still remember every word my papa said to me Now boy if you ever meet A pretty woman walking down the streetYou'd better Stop real still, look both ways Listen or you'll get in trouble When you see her go struttin' by Giving you that evil eye And she's got a kind of dreamy look Just enough to get you shook Now boy don't you los ...