Now look fellows
I don't want no
The drug store woman
When you see her, she in the drug store
Buying lipstick and powder
All that kind of stuff
I don't want it, no
I don't want it
I want the kind of woman
That stay at home
And be, be home when I get there
My meals on time
Everything on time
She meet me at the door
She said "Johnny, are you tired?"
I say "Yeah"
My supper's ready
My bathwater's ready
Everything is ready
She sitting down watchin' TV
I can rest at night
The telephone ringing all night long
She said "There's no so and so in here, you got the wrong number"
But my telephone don't ever ring
At the kind of woman that I've got now
I wouldn't have a drug store girl
Wearing lipstick and powder
Her hair all fixed up
Nylon stocking
I don't want that fellows
And when I have them
Yeah
Them drug store kind
Them drug store kind of woman
