You know he's always looking after my best interest
He told me Lyle P. you need to get some action
Get your head back in line
You need to get out on your own boy
This hanging around here's got to stop
Get out on your own boy
And take a little trip to the record shop
I said the record shop
But Robert I don't need no records
He just smiled and he said
What you need is a
Record Lady
Record Lady
She's got the cutest little cartridge
That you've ever seen
She's a phonographic dream
I didn't waste no time about it I put on my coat and shoes I packed up my old rocking chair And I left them hell on Church Street blues And I went down to the record shop What else could I do She was five foot one and three quarters Lord she claimed she was five foot two
And she looked at me with her big green eyes And she said can I help you find something I said what you got on special
Record Lady Record Lady She's got the cutest little cartridge That you've ever seen She's a phonographic dream
Acting very safisticated I began to browse around I walked up to the Record Lady And I said I sure do like what I have found It would be so beautiful Please come away with me We could run down to Istanbul Or maybe even Gay Paris
And she looked at me with her big green eyes She said can I help you find something I said what you got on special
Record Lady Record Lady She's got the cutest little cartridge That you've ever seen She's a phonographic dream A phonographic dream
One day you know I will see My phonographic fantasy In sweet fulfillment to the last detail Down in Acapulco Or even somewhere else Just her and me together The whole day long Her and me together Playing them records all night long
She's the Record Lady Record Lady Record Lady at the record shop Set it spinning mama Don't never stop my Record Lady Record Lady