(ralph bass/jesse powell/frances dailey; additional lyrics by eddie nichols)
Horns arranged by bill ungerman

Walk right in, walk right out
Walk right in, walk right out
Well my baby keeps on walkin
Well I met this gal
She wanted to ride in my truck
Well she had no wheels
Wanted to ride in my truck
Man she jumped in the cab
All she wants to do is

Walk right in, she walks right out
She walks right in, walks right out
She walks right in, walks right out

Well I met this chick
She wanted to steal my bucks
She thought I was loaded
Man she needed them bucks
But one peek in my wallet
All she wants to do is

Walk right in, she walks right out
She walks right in, walks right out
She walks right in, walks right out

Well I met this gal
She loves to hucklebuck
Well, shes a real fine dancer
Loves to hucklebuck
Man we get on the floor
All she wants to do is

Walk right in, she walks right out
She walks right in, walks right out
She walks right in, walks right out
Yeah baby!

Well, if youre diggin this number
Baby youre out of luck
And if youre likin that guitar playing
Youre out of luck
But since you like it
You must love to

Walk right in, walk right out
You walk right in, walk right out
You walk right in, walk right out
Thats what this song is all about

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