Mr Freddie, Mr. Freddie is a man you women folks know Mr Freddie, Mr. Freddie is a man you women folks know Lord I'm tryin' to get my sweet woman like Mr. Freddie got his girl Baby don't you think I know Baby don't you think I know Pretty woman make her man love her, people, and shake hands and go Don't never take no woman, I'm speakin' 'bout, to be your friend I said man, don' never take no woman, I'm speakin' 'bout, to be your friend Aww, she get all o' your money then look what a hole you're in I went to bed last night, people, rolled from side to side I went to bed last night, people, rolled from side to side I didn't have no blues understand but things wasn't goin' right When you catch me sleepin', baby don't you think I'm drunk When you catch me sleepin', baby don't you think I'm drunk 'Cause I've a got one eye on my Pistol, keep the other one on your trunk Tell me sweet baby, aww, what's on your mind I said tell me sweet baby, honey, what's on your mind You keep a poor man troubled, really lookin' downhearted all the time