I was having a drinkDown at the barI was worried 'bout my imageI can't wash my carWhen a pretty little womanSays "Hey there Joe,Won't come along with me,I'll take off your romeos."She took off my romeos.She took off my romeos.Oh that pretty little woman,She took off my romeos.I lit up my pipeWe sat by the fireIt was there by the embersI had no desireTo go back to the barAnd drink some Old CrowI kept on my smoking jacketShe took of my romeos.She took off my romeos.She took off my romeos.Oh that pretty little woman,She took off my romeos.
