Put on your red dress baby, honey we're goin' out tonightPut on your red dress baby, honey we're goin' out tonightWant you to wear your boxin' gloves in case some fool might want to fightPut on your high heel sneakers, throw that wig hat on your headPut on your high heel sneakers, throw that wig hat on your headHoney I know you're gonna get real high, honey I know you're gonna knock 'em deadWant you to talk to me baby, Mama and hold me tightKeep on holdin me baby, until you hold me just rightPut on your high-red dress mama, wear your wig-hat on your headI want you to hold your head kinda high because I know your gonna knock em deadPut on your white boots baby, pull em up on your legs so highPut on your white boots baby, pull em up on your legs so highI want you to look real good, you better even hide your thighLord I want you to call my name this morning, call it sort of sweet and lowAnd make me think little darling, Lord I'm on the third floor!Put on your high heel sneakers, wear that wig hat on your headI want you to raise your dress real high because I know your gonna knock em deadRaise your window woman, raise it soft and slowSee your man down there could beYou may don't know, anh-uhGirl I ain't going out that do'Oh, I see your man downstairs--Look like your man, how do I know?Could be yo' man, how do I know?Put on your red dress baby, wear that wig hat on your headPut on that red dress baby, wear that wig hat on your headWant you to cock your forty five, in case some fool might want to fightOh I know you're gonna get real high, oh I know you're gonna knock 'em deadI know you're gonna get real high, I know you're gonna knock 'em dead
