Hey, Joe! - Carl Smith

Hey Joe, where’d you find that pearly-girly?

Where’d you get that jolly-dolly?

How’d you rate that dish I wish was mine?

Hey Joe, she’s got skin that’s creamy-dreamy

Eyes that look so lovey-dovey

Lips as red as cherry-berry wine

Now listen Joe, I ain’t no heel

But old buddy let me tell you how I feel

She’s a honey, she’s a sugar-pie

I’m warning you I’m gonna try to steal her from you

Hey Joe, though we’ve been the best of friends

This is where our friendship ends

I gotta have that dolly for my own

Hey Joe, come on let’s be buddy-duddy

Show me you’re my palsy-walsy

Introduce that pretty little chick to me

Hey Joe, quit that waiting, hesitating

Let me at her, what’s the matter

You’re as slow as any Joe can be

Now come on Joe, let’s make a deal

Let me dance with her to see if she is real

She’s the cutest girl I’ve ever seen

I’ll tell you face to face I mean to steal her from you

Hey Joe, now we’ll be friends till the end

This looks like the end, my friend

I gotta have that dolly for my own