Sweet Boy Lindy

Here's a story about a boy named Linda
What he'd do, it'd really offend ya
He walks the streets to make his money, and
That's why all them daddys call him honey
So he stands on the corner, tryin' to make a dime
Yes, he knows that the law's gonna treat him unkind
He'll meet you in the alley, or in that little shack
Cause once you go in, you can never look back
Yeah, you know he's gonna show you a real time
He's a street walkin' professional with a sense of pride
And what he does for a dollar, it ain't no joke
He just wants to give you a little poke now

Don't you go and let him boss you around
I said don't you go and let him boss you around
It's just that boy Lindy, he's doin' fine
He just wants you to buy his, love and time

Now it's time to get on, and go back home
Cause your wife, she's sittin' there and she's not alone
Now sweet boy Lindy's gettin' all your money
While some fella's easin' in on your honey, now

Don't you go and let her, boss you around
I said, don't you go and let her, boss you around
Well, you thought everything was goin' just fine
But now she don't need your love or time