|
Saturday night I was downtown |
|
Working for the FBI |
|
Sittin' in a nest of bad men |
|
Whiskey bottles piling high |
|
Bootlegging boozer on the west side |
|
Full of people who are doing wrong |
|
Just about to call up the DA man |
|
When I heard this woman sing a song |
|
A pair of 45's made me open my eyes |
|
My temperature started to rise |
|
She was a long cool woman in a black dress |
|
Just-a 5'9, beautiful, tall |
|
With just one look I was a bad mess |
|
'Cause that long cool woman had it all |
|
[Instrumental Interlude] |
|
I saw her heading to the table |
|
Like a tall walking big black cat |
|
When Charlie said I hope that you're able boy |
|
'Cause I'm telling you she knows where it's at |
|
Then suddenly we heard the sirens |
|
And everybody started to run |
|
A-jumping out of doors and tables |
|
When I heard somebody shootin' a gun |
|
Well the DA was pumping my left hand |
|
And a-she was a-holding my right |
|
Well I told her don't get scared |
|
'Cause you're gonna be spared |
|
I've gotta be forgivin' if I wanna spend my living |
|
With a long cool woman in a black dress |
|
Just a 5'9 beautiful tall |
|
Yeah, with just one look I was a bad mess |
|
'Cause that long cool woman had it all |
|
Had it all |
|
Had it all |