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Betty Lee

| 04 January, 2012 18:52

Betty Lee

 

took a walk outside this morning

with a skip up on my step

got to find my baby Betty cause I’m fifty-six dollars in debt

see I made a bet last evening

but I didn’t have the cash at the time

little steed eight came up late

to bad I bet it on number nine

so when it came time for losing

all my money had been spent on boozing

and the bookie told me he would chop off both my feet

so I told him he’d have his money by morning

and he gave me one last final warning

so I’m hoping Betty Lee can help me pay back to keep my feet

oh baby please, uh huh

 

Chorus

Oh Betty Lee

Oh Betty Lee

ain’t got a dime in my pocket

surely you got something for me

Oh Betty Lee

Oh Betty Lee

ain’t got a dime in my pocket

surely you got something for me

 

now before the sun had started rising

there were several plans I’d been devising

but when I got to Betty’s house she wouldn’t open up the door

so I just sat outside stinking like rum

and when she opened the door I told her why I had come

she said “I thought I told you not to come ‘round here no more”

I said “please you do not understand

this brut’s a mean and nasty man

and if you don’t help me he’s gonna hurt me oh so bad”

she said “ you low down stinking dirty rat,

I’d pay to have you killed before I pay for that

now get the hell out of my house before you start to make me mad

 

Chorus

 

Don’t know what to do and I don’t know what to say

wasted all my time on Betty now I got no time to run away

oh lord can you help me out of this heat

cause I just can not bear the thought of loosing both my feet

 

Chorus

 

now after she slammed the door on me

I went back to my house and I got on one knee

and I prayed to God just to help me see this through

I said God if you could help me out

you know there ain’t no question no there ain’t no doubt

I’ll never bet again and this I promise you

and then I see him coming up the street

his beady eyes eyeing up my feet

and knife in hand he started coming cross the road

and as he shouted hey fool where’s my money

he tripped and fell right on route twenty

and was run over and killed by a semi with a ten ton load

 

Chorus

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