Men are men in Missouri,
Men are men up in Maine,
But in Chattanooga,
I met one sweet thing;
Easy to want
But harder to get,
Is this lovin' baby!
But I'll keep taunting him, always a-haunting him,
Till I get him, maybe!
Chattanooga man!
If you will, you can
Make me happy night and day,
Drive my weary blues away!
Please don't maybe me,
Treat me lovingly,
Gimme a kiss, turn on the bliss,
Don't let mama beg like this!
I've been craving all my life, it seems,
For a certain kind of affection,
That's the way my disposition leans,
You can fill the bill to perfection!
Nobody else in old Tennessee
Ever could make a fool out of me,
Like my sugar,
Chattanooga man!
Gals in Tennessee chase him,
Follow him all around,
And sometimes they crave him
From another town,
Fools with them all,
But how he would stall
When they speak of marriage;
He's not the kind of man
No woman ever can make him push her carriage!
Chattanooga man!
If you will, you can
Make me happy night and day,
Drive my weary blues away!
Please don't maybe me,
Treat me lovingly,
Gimme a kiss, turn on the bliss,
Don't let mama beg like this!
I've been craving all my life, it seems,
For a certain kind of affection,
That's the way my disposition leans,
You can fill the bill to perfection!
Chickens will cluck, and roosters will crow,
But how to love don't nobody know,
Like my sugar,
Chattanooga man!
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