Cool Rockin` Loretta — текст песни (Ely Joe)

Hey operator, cancel the phone call
I hear somebody knockin` at the door
Lookie here it`s Loretta
And she never looked better
Her arms full of groceries from the store!

My, my, my
Aint she fine
My, my, my
Aint she fine!
Cool Rockin` Loretta
Cool Rockin` Loretta


Racin is my trade, she works as a housemaid
On weekends dont you know it`s paradise
Even tho we got no dough
It don`t bother Loretta though
She turns them red hot mamas into ice!

Chorus


I want an antenna. Baby, she wants a clothesline
Then we`ll be livin like the rich folks do
I`ll pick up Chicago
On my transistor radio
Loretta she can stay in bed till noon!