St. Louis Blues

St. Louis woman with her diamond rings
 She pulls that man around by her apron strings
 If it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair
 You never mention love wouldn't go anywhere
 St. Louis woman
 St. Louis woman, St. Louis woman, St. Louis woman, St. Louis woman
 I hate to see that evening sun go down
 I hate to see that evening sun go down
 I hate to see that evening sun go down
 Yeah
 I hate to see that evening sun go down
 I hate to see that evening sun go down
 St. Louis woman with her diamond rings
 St. Louis woman, yeah-yeah
 Hey, St. Louis woman
 What you did?
 Four o'clock in the morning, yeah
 What you give?
 Sleepless nights
 That's what you did
 If you see me with a St. Louis woman
 Slap me because she slapped me
 Yeah, oh
 St. Louis woman, St. Louis woman, St. Louis
 Hey, baby, bye-bye