I got a gal who lives on the south She's alright for a kiss I stop off at eight Before our date She likes to carry on like this She tells me "Daddy you know I love you" But when you got to split You bring you plenty of dough And don't be slow Nine o' clock is when the band starts to hit" Stop Stop right dead in your tracks Drop Drop it and don't look back Roll Oh time to stroll If it gets to hot, stop drop and roll First we stop off at the shim-sham A little place across the track Then she drops off all the flim-flam And everybody balls the jack Then she cut down on the snake hips She said "yeah you right" But when she starts to giggle Starts to squirm and wiggle She keeps on popping till the broad daylight Stop Stop right dead in your tracks Drop Drop it and don't look back Roll Oh time to stroll If it gets to hot, stop drop and roll Stop Stop right dead in your tracks Drop Drop it and don't look back Roll Oh time to stroll If it gets to hot, stop drop and roll Let it roll Stop drop roll If it gets to hot Stop, drop roll Stop, drop roll If it gets to hot Stop, drop roll