Woo Hoo Woo Hoo Woo Hoo He bakes all my cakes And he brings me gin at dawn My man knows I'm right Even when I'm wrong He looks good with his shirt off Even better with it on And when I'm feeling down and out He cures me with his song And I can bring him home to Mama And I don't even have to beg He's just my kind and he's just my style He's a real good egg. Woo Hoo Woo Hoo Woo Hoo You know, I don't have to worry about him telling me no Lies And he ain't looking at nobody else cause he's blind in Both eyes He likes to wear his cowboy boots even at Sunday mass And when my man he kisses me it's like a Firecracker blast Yeah when he throws his arms around my waist I get a Shiver right down my leg Well he's just my kind and he's just my style He's a real good egg Woo Hoo Woo Hoo Woo Hoo But when he's gone you know I can't sleep at night When he's gone, every day turns black as night I ain't feeling alright Well honey won't you come and turn on my light Have you seen those coal gray eyes, just burning up in his head Have you seen those big strong arms you know they Carry me off to bed And he don't have to do nothing more except everything I just said He's just my kind and he's just my style He's a real Oh he's a real I said he's a real good egg