Sweet Thang

Don't know how to cook or sew
 Can't even play the radio
 My baby ain't no good at much
 But I'm just wild about her lovin' touch
 Think about her mornin', noon and night
 We don't ever have to fuss and fight
 Like to go out and have a little fun
 Well, I got the feelin' that she's the one
 She's my sweet thang
 Makes my bell ring
 She's my sweet thang
 She's about to drive me insane
 She don't have to be a cover girl
 To get along in this big old world
 My baby's gonna do just fine
 I'm so happy that she's all mine
 The way she dress and wear her hair
 She's a rich man's dream and a poor man's prayer
 She don't act proper like she should
 But I'd be the same way if I could
 She's my sweet thang
 Make my bell ring
 She's my sweet thang
 She like to drive me insane, yeah
 Yeah, yeah, she's my sweet thang
 Make my bell ring
 She's my sweet thang
 She's about to drive me insane
 Yeah, yeah, she's my sweet thang
 She's my sweet thang
 Yeah, she's my sweet thang
 She's my sweet thang
 Oh, she's my sweet thang