When I Get to Thinking

How long? Well, tell your daddy how long How long? I want you to tell your daddy how long Ah, ah, you're gonna keep on jivin' He, he, well, brown and doin' me wrong You been goin' round braggin' about cashin' my check About find out what I'm thinkin', baby, I just might break your neck When I get to thinkin', well, yeah You know it makes my poor heart ache Well, well, you know I ain't doin' nothin', baby He, he, well, brown but fat and tall since then Look at you, boy, I've got talent that jive Ooh You've been runnin' around, around with old Slim He won't give you no money, baby, but all you were givin' him When I get to thinkin', well, yeah You know it makes my poor heart ache Well, I ain't doin' nothin' 'round here Ooh, ooh, well, boy, but fat and tall since then I'll borrow money, baby, to get a ticket for you When I come down to the station, you had a ticket for two Well, when I get to thinkin', well, yeah You know it makes my poor heart ache Well, well, well, I ain't doin' nothin' He, he, well, boy, but fat and tall since then