| You’ve got the right string baby but the wrong yo-yo
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| No need hangin' round my door
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| I went this mornin' by the hardware store
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| Got a brand new string for my yo-yo
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| Went to the doctor got the string put on
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| He made a mistake put the string on wrong
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| I said hey doc it don’t work right no more
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| He said well son there’s something bad wrong with your yo-yo
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| My papa told me and my mama did too
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| Son these women gonna be the death of you
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| Better make your mind up which one you crave
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| Son some of these women gonna send you to your grave
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| I took my yo-yo and I went down town
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| I yo-yoed up and I yo-yoed down
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| Looked in the window of a ten cent store
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| Everbody stood there lookin' at my yo-yo
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| Saw this good lookin' red head cute as could be
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| I said hey honey you look just right for me
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| But some dude walked up behind me and said kinda low
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| You got the right string sonny but that’s my yo-yo
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| Oh oh
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| You’ve got the right string baby but the wrong yo-yo
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| No need hangin' round my door |