Sweet Boy Lindy

Here's a story about a boy named Linda What he'd do, it'd really offend ya He walks the streets to make his money, and That's why all them daddys call him honey So he stands on the corner, tryin' to make a dime Yes, he knows that the law's gonna treat him unkind He'll meet you in the alley, or in that little shack Cause once you go in, you can never look back Yeah, you know he's gonna show you a real time He's a street walkin' professional with a sense of pride And what he does for a dollar, it ain't no joke He just wants to give you a little poke now Don't you go and let him boss you around I said don't you go and let him boss you around It's just that boy Lindy, he's doin' fine He just wants you to buy his, love and time Now it's time to get on, and go back home Cause your wife, she's sittin' there and she's not alone Now sweet boy Lindy's gettin' all your money While some fella's easin' in on your honey, now Don't you go and let her, boss you around I said, don't you go and let her, boss you around Well, you thought everything was goin' just fine But now she don't need your love or time