I'm goin' get up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom. I'm goin' get up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom. Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can get my room.
In the still of the night. As I gaze out of my window. At the moon in it's flight. My thoughts all stray, stray to you. . In the still of the night. While the world lies in slumber.
I've got a '65 Cadillac. Spare tire on the back. Charge card at Goblatts. But I ain't got you. . I've got women to the right of me. Women to the left of me.