Miss Madame Lee, the fortune teller, lost a ring in' a necklace too

Her husband gave them to that gal, but miss Madame never knew

One day a gal came to her house, dressed up to beat the band

Miss Madame saw her long lost ring when she said "Read my Hand."

Dat gal wore Madam's necklace too, Miss Madame she saw red

She reached in her stockin' for her barber's friend, an' to that gal she said:

You're gwine to get somethin' what you don't expect

It ain't no money no it ain't no check

You're gwine fall into a piece of land 'bout six by two

You're gwine to get it good, because it's comin' to you

Dat gal gave up Miss Madam's jew'lry and she gave up all she knew

Den she got hence so fast she found a bran' new street or two

Miss Madame stropped her hair eradicator till it shone

To prove to Mister Madame Lee de reason men leave home

He came in unsuspectin', says "Hello, sweetie dear"

She says " turn your back and close your eyes"

Den whispered in his ear:

You're gwine to get somethin' What you don't expect

It aint no money an' it aint no check

You're gonna fall into a piece of land 'bout six by two,

You're gwine to get it good, because it's comin' to you