I can't remember who sang this (other than my mom) but I do know that it was
recorded by a man. Here are the lyrics; sorry I can't include the notes.
Cookie
I slipped out of the house about sundown,
While Mama was a washin' her hair;
And you can bet your bottom dollar she'll come a lookin' for me,
When she finds out that I'm not there.
And if she catches her sweet thing a'runnin' around,
You know there'll be the devil to pay,
She'll come blowing like a cyclone through that door,
And I know exactly what she'll say...
Cho.
Well, has anybody here seen my sweet thing?
I've got a notion he'll be headed this way.
'Cause when my sweet thing's out tom-cattin' around
He find a sandbox like this to play.
I wanna' tell all you barroom hussies, if my sweet thing should happen by,
You better take my advice, and if you blink more than twice
You better have something in your eye.
I give my baby all my money on payday,
Except a little she don't know that I got.
'Cause there's a cute little waitress at ther corner cafe,
And she seems to like me, quite a lot.
Well we were sittin' in this back booth a . . . havin' a talk,
And she's believin' every word that I said;
When the door flew open,
And Mama walked in,
Yellin' loud enough to wake the dead...
Cho.
Well..... Has.... Anybody here seen my sweet thing,
I got a notion he'll be headed this way.
'Cause when my sweet thing's out tom cattin' around,
He finds a sandbox, like this to play.
I wanna' tell all you cafe cutties, if my sweet thing do happen by,
You'd better take old mom's advice, and if you blink more than twice,
You better have something in your eye.
