Gimmie red lipstick and a bright
Poppy rouge
A shingle bob haircut and a
Shot of good booze
Hurry down sweet daddy,
Come blowin' your horn
If you come too late, sweet
Mama will be gone
Come along young man,
Everything settin' right
My husband's gone away till
Next Saturday night
Hurry down sweet daddy,
Come blowin' your horn
If you come too late,
Sweet mama will be gone
I'm raring to go,
Red shoes on my feet
My minds sittin' right for a
Tin Lizzie seat
Hurry down sweet daddy,
Come blowin' your horn
If you come too late,
Sweet mama will be gone
Stop at the fashion shop,
Get the one looks best
Your own sweet mama,
Wants a brand new dress
Hurry down sweet daddy,
Come blown your horn
If you come too late,
Sweet mama will be gone
The red rooster says
"Cockadoodle doodle doo"
Richland woman says
"Any dude will do"
Hurry down sweet daddy,
Come blown your horn
If you come too late,
Sweet mama will be gone
With rosey red garters,
Pink hose on my feet
Turkey red bloomers,
And a rumble seat
Hurry down sweet daddy,
Come blown your horn
If you come too late,
Sweet mama will be gone
Every Sunday mornin',
Church ladies watch me go
My wings sprouted out now,
The preacher told me so
Hurry down sweet daddy,
Come blown your horn
If you come too late,
Sweet mama will be gone
Dress skirts cut high,
Then they cut low
Don't think I'm a sport,
Keep on watchin' me go
Hurry down sweet daddy,
Come blown your horn
If you come too late,
Sweet mama will be gone
Gimmie red lipstick and a bright
Poppy rouge
A shingle bob haircut and a
Shot of good booze
Hurry down sweet daddy,
Come blowin' your horn
If you come too late,
Sweet mama will be gone