Letra
[Verse 1]
Well, Roberta, well, Roberta
Girl, can't you hear my calling you?
Well, you're three times seven, baby
You know just what you gotta do
[Verse 2]
Well, Roberta, well, Roberta
Girl, you tell me where you been
When you got home this morning
You had your belly full of gin
[Verse 3]
Well, I'll say hurry, hurry, Roberta
Girl, you got company waiting at home
Why don't you hurry, little Roberta?
Don't you leave that boy alone
[Verse 4]
Yeah tipitina
Tipitina, tipitina
Tipitina
Written by: Comiso Matassa, Roy Byrd
