I slipped out of the house about sundown While Mama was a washin' her hair And you can bet your bottom dollar She'll come lookin' for me, when she'll find that I'm not there And if she catches her sweet thang slipping around I know, there'll be the debit to pay 'Cause she'll come blowin' like a cyclone, right through that door And I hear exactly what she'll say Well, has anybody here seen sweet thang? I got a notion, he'd be headed this way 'Cause when my sweet thang's out, tomcattin' around Finds a sandbox like this, to play I wanna warn all you bar room roses If my sweet thang should have a bite You'd better take my advice If you'll blink more than twice You'd better have somethin' in your eyes I gave my baby, all my money on pay-day Except a little, she don't know that I got 'Cause there's a little cute waitress, down at the corner cafe And she seems to like me quite a lot We were sittin' in the back booth, just havin' a chair And she believed in every word that I said When that door blew open, and Mama walked in Yellin' loud enough to wake the dead, and she said Well has anybody here seen sweet thang?