[Chorus]. My baby plays me just like a fiddle. She knows I love her a lot not a little. I'm just a stick that she likes to whittle. I got a heart and she's in the middle of it.
They got a dance floor the size of Texas. They got a band seven nights a week. And if you don't show up before the sun goes down. You ain't gonna find a seat.
Les le bon temps rouler. . Hey baby, won't you stop what you're doin'. Go on home, put your red dress on. Tell you mama, I said not to worry. I'll have you home before the break of dawn.