Believe me, pretty mama   Better not treat me right   Just have to forget you   After tomorrow night         Believe me, pretty mama   Better take your picture too   Don't want to remember   What a good looking girl can do      Don't send me no letter   Don't write me no postcard   Thinking about you, baby   Makes it twice as hard      Believe me, pretty mama   Better not treat me right   Just have to forget you   After tomorrow night      Well i`m sitting here   On the sudden(? )   Watching the trees go by   My baby, at the end of the depot(? )   Lay me down and cry      Believe me, pretty mama   Better not treat me right   Just have to forget you   After tomorrow night