Gimme red lipstick and a bright purple rouge   A shingle bob haircut and a shot of good boo'   Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn   If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone      Come along young man, everything settin' right   My husband's goin' away till next Saturday night   Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn   If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone      Now, I'm raring to go, got red shoes on my feet   My mind is sittin' right for a Tin Lizzie seat   Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn   If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone      The red rooster said, "Cockle doodle do do"   The Richards woman said, "Any dude will do"   Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn   If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone      With rosy red garters, pink hose on my feet   Turkey red bloomer, with a rumble seat   Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn   If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone      Every Sunday mornin', church people watch me go   My wings sprouted out and the preacher told me so   Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn   If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone      Dress skirt cut high, then they cut low   Don't think I'm a sport, keep on watchin' me go   Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' you horn   If you come too late, sweet mama will be gone