Saturday night I was downtown
Working for the FBI
Sitting in a nest of bad men
Whiskey bottles piling high

Bootlegging boozer on the west side
Full of people who are doing wrong
Just about to call up the D.A. man
When I heard this woman singing a song

A pair of 45's made me open my eyes
My temperature started to rise
She was a long cool woman in a black dress
Just a 5'9, beautiful, tall
With just one look I was a bad mess
'Cause that long cool woman had it all

I saw her heading to the table
Well, a tall walking big black cat
When Charlie said, "I hope that you're able boy"
I'm telling you she knows where it's at

Well, suddenly we heard the sirens
And everybody started to run
A jumping out of doors and tables
Well, I heard somebody shooting a gun

Well, the D.A. was pumping my left hand
And then she was a-holding my right
Well, I told her don't get scared
'Cause you're gonna be spared

Well, I've gotta be forgiven
If I wanna spend my living
With a long cool woman in a black dress
Just a 5'9 beautiful tall
With just one look I was a bad mess
'Cause that long cool woman had it all

Had it all
Had it all
Had it all

She had it all
Had it all
Ooh baby

Oh yeah
Yeah, had it all
She was tall
Had it all

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Alan Clarke, Roger Frederick Cook, Roger John Reginald Greenaway