Jessie - Mamas Gun, Terry Lewis, ANDY PLATTS

I just wanted to be good like Uncle Ray

Lock up the frame, she says

Toss the key away

In your big red chair

Sorry if I don’t' know who you think you are

But you can’t overrule me

Cause a judge is ain’t what you are

Jessie I’ve got your number

Don’t believe every word you say (uh huh, uh huh)

You might fool your mother

But you sure ain’t fooling me

Jessie I’ve got your number

You worked so hard at being nice

You might fool your mother

Whatever gets you through the night

You sing so sweet that the birds fly away

Boy don’t you listen to what she says

And all that jest about how ou go far

Makeup and camera

Live in 5, 4, 3

Just want to make you a star

Jessie I’ve got your number

Don’t believe every word you say (uh huh, uh huh)

You might fool your mother

But you sure ain’t fooling me

Jessie I’ve got your number

You worked so hard at being nice

You might fool your mother

Whatever gets you through the night

Jessie I’ve got your number

Don’t believe every word you say (uh huh, uh huh)

You might fool your mother

But you sure ain’t fooling me

Jessie I’ve got your number

You worked so hard at being nice

You might fool your mother

Whatever gets you through the night

Jessie I’ve got your number

Don’t believe every word you say (uh huh, uh huh)

You might fool your mother

But you sure ain’t fooling me

Jessie I’ve got your number

You worked so hard at being nice

You might fool your mother

Whatever gets you through the night