When you come from home in the mornin', you can't find your baby 'round.
When you come home from work in the mornin', and your baby she can't be found.
You can bet your last dollar, Shorty 's back in town.

When your meals is not ready, and your bedroom is upside down,
And your house needs cleanin', and your grass needs cuttin' down,
And you find it all done, you know Shorty 's been mowin' your lawn.

My baby used to thrill me, with the best lovin' could be found.
My baby used to thrill me, with the best love that could be found.
Now she's so evil, I know Shorty 's back in town.

Shorty 's a rat, and every woman knows.
He's a man's best friend, after he leaves home and close the door.
Then one mornin' he'll come back home, find he ain't got no woman no more.

Now if you got a good woman, don't keep her under no lock and key.
If you got a real good woman, don't keep her under no lock and key.
'Cause if she ever finds Shorty, she'll leave you sufferin' with misery.

Copyright: Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): LONNIE JOHNSON