I'm Gonna Strangle You Shorty

Well halfway to Louisiana

Halfway to Alabam'

I seen shorty runnin' down the highway

Lookin' like a worried man

I rolled down my window

I told him to hop on in

I never had to stop on the old blacktop

I heard a woman yellin' after him

I'm gonna strangle you shorty

Lordy Lordy Lordy

That is what she said

I'm gonna strangle you shorty

Lordy Lordy Lordy

You're way up over your head

We pulled into Tuscaloosa

Found a bar by the side of the road

I ordered us an order of French fries

Shorty went to lighten his load

The waitress happened to see him

I never seen anyone so sore

The skillet come a flyin' out the kitchen

Shorty runnin' out the door

I'm gonna strangle you shorty

Lordy Lordy Lordy

That is what she said

I'm gonna strangle you shorty

Lordy Lordy Lordy

You're way up over your head

We pulled into Texarkana

Shorty sweatin' his short life span

Sure as the wind gonna blow again

Here come that woman with a frying pan

I ran east and shorty ran west

I never seen which way he went

Next day I saw his picture in the paper

He was lyin' by a frying pan whose handle was a bent

I'm gonna strangle you shorty

Lordy Lordy Lordy

That is what she said

I'm gonna strangle you shorty

Lordy Lordy Lordy

You're way up over your head