B.b. King - Beware, Brother Beware lyrics

Hey, fellas, yes you fellas, listen to me I got somethin' to tell you And I want you to listen to every word And govern yourselves accordingly Now, you see these girls with these fine diamonds Fine furs and fine clothes Well, they're lookin' for a husband And you're listening to a man who knows They ain't foolin', and if you fool around with them You're gonna get yourself a schoolin' Now listen, if she saves you dough And won't go to the show, beware If she's easy to kiss and won't resist Beware, I said beware If you go for a walk And she listens while you talk She's tryin' to hook you Ain't nobody lookin' she asks you to taste her cookin' Don't do it, don't do it And if you go for a show And she wants to sit back in the back row Bring her down front, bring her home down front If you wanna go for a snack And she wanna sit in a booth in the back Beware, brother And listen, if she's used to caviar and fine silk And when you go out with her She want a hot dog and a malted milk She's trying to get you brother If you're used to goin' to Carnegie hall But when you take her out night clubbing All she wants one meatball You better take it easy, [Incomprehensible] take it easy If she grabs your hand and says "Darling, youre such a nice man" Beware, Im telling you Should I tell 'em a little more? Tell 'em a little more? Alright You better listen to me cause Im telling you whats being put down And you better be [pickin'] up on it If her sister calls your brother You better get further Im telling you, you gotta watch it You better get on [down] And if shes acting kind of wild, and says "Darling, give me a trial" Dont you do it, dont be weak, dont give it to her And if she smiles in your face And just melts into place Let her melt, forget it, let her melt Should I tell 'em a little more? Tell 'em everything? Alright Now listen, if she calls you on the phone, and says "Darling, are you all alone? " Tell her, "No, I've got two or three women with me" Dont pay no attention to women Stand up for your right, be a man, be a man Are you listening? Are you listening? Put on that [lotto] step and listen to me If you turn out the lights and she dont fight Thats the end, its too late now Shes got you hooked, you might as well stick with her Should I tell 'em a little more? Give 'em a little more? Alright If you get home about two And dont know what to do You pull back the curtains And the whole familys looking at you Get your business straight Set the date, dont be late, yeah Brother, beware, beware, beware Brother, you better beware