SLIP, SLIP, SLIPPIN IN (Bob Belyeu - Charles Wright) LOU MILLET (REPUBLIC 7130, 1956) Well, I went out last evening Left my little woman at home Thought that I would have some fun The night was all my own I stopped a-down the road and I bopped a while I made every spot in town But now I gotta tip-toe through the hall Or Ill be trouble-bound I slipped up to the front door I eased it open wide I made sure the coast was clear And then I slipped inside Slipping through the doorway Quiet as I could be When on came the light and there she stood Staring straight at me Im a-slip, slip, slip, slip, slipping in Slip, slip, slip, slip, slipping in Slip, slip, slip, slip, slipping in Im a-sneaking, slipping in, sneaking in I slipped up to the front door I eased it open wide I made sure the coast was clear And then I slipped inside Slipping through the doorway Quiet as I could be When on came the light and there she stood Staring straight at me And the moral of this story is plain as it can be Slipping around goes a-hand in hand with woe and misery There stand my little woman, asking where Ive been Slipping out is a lots of fun, but oh that slipping in Lord, a-slip, slip, slip, slip, slipping in Slip, slip, slip, slip, slipping in Slip, slip, slip, slip, slipping in Im a-sneaking, slipping in, slipping in Slipping in, slipping in
Posted on: Fri, 15 Aug 2014 07:41:19 +0000
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